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| This lake is very near the highway that I often travel for work meetings. It's a welcome respite at the end of the day. |
I have again come home
through miles of sky
from hours of abstract talk
in the way of modern times
when humans live in their minds
and the world, forgotten, dies
into explanations.
Wendell Berry
an excerpt from 1992
A Timbered Choir: The Sabbath Poems 1979-1997
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