Ask the world to reveal its quietude -
not the silence of machines when they are still,
but the true quiet by which birdsongs,
trees, bellworts, snails, clouds, storms
become what they are, and are nothing else.
-Sabbaths 2001, III
Wendell Berry
Thursday, May 30, 2013
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