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rogermoorepoet

"All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small ...” and that is how I rethink my life: the sweep of the sun over rock and sand, low tide at Wolfe Point in Fundy National Park on the Bay of Fundy, an early bee on the chives in the garden, sunset over my neighbor’s woodlot ... there is just so much to see and do ... I wonder sometimes how I survived in that earlier life, clad in my grey concrete suits, embalmed behind my desk, entombed in my office, far from woods and waves, from the sea-spray on my face, from the wind in my hair ... and it is the small things that come back to haunt me ... light falling on a flower, storks in Avila jumping as they catch the wind and learn to fly, lilies on a beaver pond, a woodpecker on the Mountain Ash, a cormorant leaving the water, so many tiny snippets of memory clutching and clinging ....