Only by living completely in the world can on learn to believe.  One must abandon every attempt to make something of oneself - even to make of oneself a righteous person.

        Dietrich Bonhoeffer

 

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What is life?  It is the flash of a firefly in the night.  It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.  It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

        Crowfoot (a Blackfoot Indian)  1821-1890

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WHAT HAVE I LEARNED

What have I learned but
the proper use for several tools?

The moments
between hard pleasant tasks

To sit silent, drink wine,
and think my own kind
of dry crusty thoughts.

-the first Calochortus flowers
and in all the land,
it's spring.
I point them out:
the yellow petals, the golden hairs
to Gen.

Seeing in silence:
never the same twice,
but when you get it right,

you pass it on.

        Gary Snyder