when i sing she doesn't care;
when i whistle she looks at me expectantly
This quote is so gorgeous. I read it so long ago and how differently I understand it now. We humans need to keep in there to fight the good fight... Bon Weekend,Heather
This reminds me of one of my favorite poems, Wendell Berry's The Real Work:It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work,and that when we no longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey.The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.
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