



how small the day is
the time of colors
the rush of brightness
~ W. S. Merwin




how small the day is
the time of colors
the rush of brightness
~ W. S. Merwin


in knowing that some things
remain the same


“Home, imagined, comes to be. It is real, realer than any other place, but you can’t get to it unless your people show you how to imagine it – whoever your people are. They may not be your relatives. They may never have spoken your language. They may have been dead for a thousand years. They may be nothing but words printed on paper, ghosts of voices, shadows of minds. But they can guide you home.”
~ Ursula K. Le Guin

“Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That’s where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go.”
~ Rebecca Solnit