Saturday, April 07, 2007

Building Terebithia

31 March 2007, 4:23 PM

So very brutal, the wrenching joy
of tearing down Death, making room
for Life to come again to places it must have graced,
for Death can only come where Life has been.

Making way for life to come again; fill spaces
dry and crackled brown, soon to green;
touch the face of gentle Springtime skies,
making ready for the very first
and longed for Summer of our lives.

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George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."

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