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Friday, December 31, 2010

into 2011 with cs lewis

All this, indeed, I do not remember.

I remember the remembering, when first walking
I heard the golden gates behind me
Fall to, shut fast. On the flinty road,
Black-frosty, blown on with an eastern wind,
I found my feet. Forth on journey,
Gathering this garment over aching bones,
I went. I wander still.

But the world is round.

2 comments:

EMP said...

What a great way to start a New Year.

EMP said...

What a fine way to start a New Year. Thank you.