February 16, 2001

  •  I am so touched by you!  Seemingly out of nowhere your delicate attention bloomed!  As if I were walking in a winter garden bereft of function, with nothing but bare ground spread all around, and I casting my head back and forth in knowing non-expectations.  Then suddenly! This beauty!  Alone!—all else barrenCould I believe?  Nothing in all the shine of life--or even beyond in my daydreams of things undone--ever prepared me for this rare moment of budding.  No imagined perfectly-reasoned season can compete with this true of you!

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