Monday Ponderings {April 11th}

The trunk of the tree grew thick as a wall. Anatole could not even see where it curved around to the other side. He looked up into the branches. No light broke through at the top. The tree grew into great darkness.

“It’s best not to think about the top,” said the north wind. “It’s best just to start climbing.”

Sailing to Cythera – Nancy Willard

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