Words*

“Eventually all things merge into one,

And a river runs through it.

The river was cut by the world’s great flood,

And runs over rocks from the basement of time.

Beneath the rocks are the words,

And some of the words are theirs.”

 

Norman Maclean

"A River Runs Through It" (1976)

 

 

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emissaries now silent…

forsaken angels

 

*in explore

 

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