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| pastel, Winter Solstice |
A wondrous poem from Ursula LeGuin's last book So Far so Good.
Merry Christmas and a late happy Winter Solstice. Happy New Year too!
HOW IT SEEMS TO ME
Ursula K. Le Guin
Ursula K. Le Guin
In the vast abyss before time, self
is not, and soul commingles
with mist, and rock, and light. In time,
soul brings the misty self to be.
Then slow time hardens self to stone
while ever lightening the soul,
till soul can loose its hold of self
and both are free and can return
to vastness and dissolve in light,
the long light after time.
is not, and soul commingles
with mist, and rock, and light. In time,
soul brings the misty self to be.
Then slow time hardens self to stone
while ever lightening the soul,
till soul can loose its hold of self
and both are free and can return
to vastness and dissolve in light,
the long light after time.
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