The bay was calm this morning and the air was still. A loon kept crying out its haunting call. It came from a great distance, and it gave perspective to this still, quiet, vast space. I don't know if it makes you bigger or smaller, but you become part of it. You can't help it. It's as if it were calling me to join it. Where I don't know.Sunday, April 22, 2007
Part of it
The bay was calm this morning and the air was still. A loon kept crying out its haunting call. It came from a great distance, and it gave perspective to this still, quiet, vast space. I don't know if it makes you bigger or smaller, but you become part of it. You can't help it. It's as if it were calling me to join it. Where I don't know.
