Is like the man who comes to a clearing in the forest, and sees the light spikes

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Someone who knows how little he knows
Is like the man who comes to a clearing in the forest,
and sees the light spikes,
And suddenly senses how happy his life has been.

~ Charles Wright, closing lines of “Morning Occurrence at Xanadu,” Scar Tissue: Poems


Credits: Image – Candlepowerforums. Poem: Memory’s Landscape

 

Comments

  1. so true…adds the right amount of humility and awe to one’s life – to realize how little we really know..

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  2. Absolutely spot on.

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  3. That’s where the greatness is…in the knowing.

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  4. Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
    The joy of knowing …..

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  5. it is.

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  6. Absolutely lovely

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  7. Amen!
    -Alan

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  8. Ah yes 🙂

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