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Monday, December 22, 2003


::today
sunrise : 7.37am
sunset : 4.42pm
moonrise : 7:05am
moonset : 3:56pm
moonphase: waning gibbous..28 days

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Sometimes

Sometimes, when a bird cries out,
Or the wind sweeps through a tree,
Or a dog howls in a far-off farm,
I hold still and listen a long time.

My world turns and goes back to the place
Where, a thousand forgotten years ago,
The bird and the blowing wind
Were like me, and were my brothers.

My soul turns into a tree,
and an animal, and a cloud bank.
Then changed and odd it comes home.
And asks me questions. What should I reply?


~Herman Hesse
translated by Robert Bly


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