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This is what you shall do
I read Whitman’s poem last night. Really a worthwhile read.
This is what you shall do:
Love the earth and sun and the animals,
Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,
Stand up for the stupid and crazy,
Devote your income and labors to others,
Hate tyrants, argue not concerning God,
Have patience and indulgence toward the people,
Take off your hat to nothing known or unknown,
Or to any man or number of men,
Go freely with powerful uneducated persons,
And with the young and with the mothers of families,
Read these leaves in the open air,
Every season of every year of your life,
Reexamine all you have been told,
At school at church or in any book,
Dismiss whatever insults your own soul,
And your very flesh shall be a great poem,
And have the richest fluency not only in its words,
But in the silent lines of its lips and face,
And between the lashes of your eyes,
And in every motion and joint of your body.
States of water
It’s special when this waterfall is flowing in the winter and becomes iced up.
Eagle level 🦅
Notes on infinity
I don’t know if this is going to be a poem or article. Maybe both. I’m trying to grasp the infinite abundance of our world, our universe.
Count the pine needles
I thought of that line as I walked through the woods, looking at the yellow blanket of pine needles on the trail and under the trees. Imagine trying to count them. It made me think about the line where measurements blur into the infinite.
Look to infinity
Relentless abundance
You are standing in it
Walking on it
Throbbing with it
Infinity is the disappearing importance of measurement
Of rulers
Of defining numerals
Measure me out
a teaspoon of thyme.
But make me the same teaspoon twice
With the exact number of grains each time.
I feel like I’m capturing something that I have been after a long time. These are elusive thoughts, though, and it takes time to refine them.
Blink Instant
Sunset
Meanwhile
Wild life
On my first day of school, just before I got in my car, I saw a heron fly by my house. Herons are special to me, I think of them as my spirit bird. So seeing one on my first day gave me a very positive feeling.
Today on my drive in there were three buck deers crossing the road in front of me. It’s pretty rare to see deers with horns. I then saw a doe around the corner and wondered if the guys were looking for her.
I feel very honored and humbled when I see wild animals. It also makes me feel special. Timing of such things need to be perfect, and I like to think that these sightings are a sign that I’m aligned with my day and have the power to make it a great one.
Boz Bozeman 