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Donan
It is winter The cold rain has driven All colour from the trees Iced branches snap Crash to the ground Jagged stubbs remain The darkening sky Cries warning All is vanquished Bleak, forgotten Those broken... More »
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I am not so certain that any choice we make really matters all that much, unless that choice is one of conscience. If the choice is one of conscience and we go against that which... More »
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she's called the summer rain in beauty she does rage till come on autumn's wind lays ice on branch to cold assuage dormant lies the bud and bloom soon enough their spring will rise radiant... More »
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It is a simple thing to say "All will be well." It is quite another thing to hear it. And yet another entirely to stand when the sky is falling, to persist, sustain, survive. And... More »
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I watched a deer startle at the discovery of my presence; I held still and it slowly resumed grazing—this, without fear. Here is the essence of life in the moment; and I need to... More »
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we’ll run it the same specific density of point two two-- we’ll not scrutinize this match made of science, it is evident the day will be long it is the nature of such things that... More »
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It has been pondered before and by far better minds no doubt. It has never been answered to satisfaction, else we would not ask today, and the question is added; why even ask if asking... More »
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A few months ago a friend was in town to sing a requiem and a few of us had dinner together. I had a lovely dolphin steak (a fish--not a porpoise) . My friends knew... More »
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Earlier I asked a few questions regarding evolution and engaged in some interesting dialogue with fellow zaadsters There is of course nothing wrong with being an intellectual, and there is nothing wrong with being a... More »
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there are days my music hath no soul but not for lack of tears it is the well has turned to dust was it not dust from whence i drew first breath of life and... More »
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