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Mayo 25, 2011
A Homecoming
One faith is bondage. Two
are free. In the trust
of old love, cultivation shows
a dark graceful wilderness
at its heart. Wild
is that wilderness, we roam
the distances of our faith,
safe beyond the bounds
of what we know. O love,
open. Show me
my country. Take me home.
Wendell Berry
Posted by sarita at Mayo 25, 2011 1:17 AM