Aren't we all "frayed and nibbled survivors in a fallen world"?
On this Equinox, a day of equal light and dark,
I dedicate this post to Annie Dillard who put
words together in stunning arrangements
of complicated and unexpected beauty.
"I am not washed and beautiful, in control of
a shining world where everything fits, but instead
am wondering awed about on a splintered wreck I've come to care for..."
every word speaks of reverence for the magnificence of our Earth
in all its tattered glory.
May this Autumn Equinox bring us closer
to actual equality for all.
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