"Breaking" by Wendell Berry
Did I believe I had a clear mind?
It was like the water of a river
flowing shallow over the ice. And now
that the rising water has broken
the ice, I see that what I thought
was the light is part of the dark.
Having a tough few days; not looking for sympathy, and that's why I am not writing every day.
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