First Things

Never return
To the towering hill,
The enormous river,
The mighty mill.

Whoever returns
Is apt to see
A dwindling homestead,
An outgrown tree.

But the love first given you,
The love first know,
Is always larger—
If you have grown.

-From Blessed Are You

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4 responses to “First Things”

  1. Shadow January 9, 2010 at 1:32 pm |

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  3. Kristina March 10, 2010 at 3:54 pm |

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  4. Light June 7, 2010 at 2:16 am |

    Даже не знаю…

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