.
.
It is foolish
to let a young redwood
grow next to a house.
.
Even in this
one lifetime,
you will have to choose.
.
That great calm being,
this clutter of soup pots and books—
.
Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.
Softly, calmly, immensity taps at your life...
.
~ Jane Hirshfield
from Given Sugar, Given Salt
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