thoughts sincere
best always shared
Errors corrected
and truth made light
-- D
Knowledge with humor; service with purpose. Bumbling toward the meaning of life.
-- D
-- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
But how dark
is darkest?
Does it get
jet --or tar--
black; does it
glint and increase
in hardness
or turn viscous?
Are there stages
of darkness
and chips
to match against
its increments,
holding them
up to our blindness,
estimating when
we'll have the
night behind us?
-- Kay Ryan, Poet Laureat
From PBS