I wait, then cease to wait. Earth rolls repeatedly through day and night. Layer of time. The frost binds. Then snow, that friendly meteor. Kindly mantle of infant vegetation. Insulating all of us who cling to the soil. Who have not got too upright, too far from the native horizontal. Earth beneath me throbs with warmth. Cold black sky presses down. Current of memory tugs at me. A long, long descent into perfect absence. I remember only where I am going.
–Verlyn Klinkenborg, Timothy, or, Notes of an Abject Reptile
A Mindful Life / Kathryn Harper
express : discover : renew : create
Now this writer is starting to resonate with me.
I didn’t mean my prior comment to be snippy, just my oddball sense of humor.
Totally understood, Gerry. I’ve got a couple more quotes from the book coming up. Maybe they’ll ring with meaning, or maybe not. But it was an interesting book, no doubt.