Geese appear high over us, pass, and the sky closes.
Abandon, as in love or sleep, holds them to
their way,
clear, in the ancient faith: what we need is here.
And we pray, not for new earth or heaven,
but to be quiet in heart, and in eye clear.
What we need is here.
--Wendell Berry, Wild Geese, excerpt
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