Friday, May 15, 2015



We come at last to the dark
and enter in. We are given bodies
newly made out of their absence
from one another in the light
of the ordinary day. We come
to the space between ourselves,
the narrow doorway, and pass through
into the land of the wholly loved.

–Wendell Berry
This Day: Collected & New Sabbath Poems


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