"The real trick to life is not to be in the know, but to be in the mystery."
-Fred Alan Wolf

07 November 2016


Grimshaw, Moonlight, Wharfedale, 1865

Path in the garden, deep as a long drink,
gently in soft branches gathering force and then gone.
Oh and the moon, the moon, the benches almost
blooming from its slow approach.

The silence, how it throngs. Are you awake up there?
Starry and full of feeling the window faces you.
Hands of the wind transpose to your near countenance
the remotest night.

Rainer Maria Rilke

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