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Wendell Berry

Geese appear high over us, pass,
and the sky closes.
Abandon, as in love or sleep,
holds them to their way, clear, in the ancient faith:
what we need is here.

— Wendell Berry, from “Wild Geese,” Collected Poems 1957-1982, (North Point Press; 4th edition April 1, 1987) Originally published 1985.

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