I live between the heron and the wren,
Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den.
What's madness but nobility of soul
At odds with circumstance?
The mind enters itself, and God the mind,
And one is One, free in the tearing wind.
And one is One, free in the tearing wind.
Theodore Roethke, In A Dark Time
Inherit the wind and fly,
♥Jill
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