
Another day is begun, full of promise and zest
as the Sun rises still in the East.
And with the moon all but set on horizon West
the last of the Fall lettuce goes to Harvest.
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Blessings
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars. ~Kahlil Gibran~Richard Wright
I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all.
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