On Whom Nothing is Lost
“The poetry of the earth is never dead.” – John Keats
“Try to be one of those on whom nothing is lost.”― Henry James, The Art of Fiction
The crunch of leaves;
The crackle of snow;
The softness of thaw;
The sinking of sand;
Whatever season, feel the earth under your feet;
Grounded in the present, the now of it all;
Walk the path, break trail too, wandering and exploring;
Fully present, moving into the unfolding and unfurling.
“Paths are made by walking”― Franz Kafka
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