April 28: One-a-Day in Celebration of National Poetry Month

Look It Over
  ~Wendell Berry

I leave behind even
my walking stick. My knife
is in my pocket, but that
I have forgot. I bring
no car, no cell phone, 
no computer, no camera,
no CD player, no fax, no
TV, not even a book. I go
into the woods. I sit on 
a log provided at no cost. 
It is the earth I've come to, 
the earth itself, sadly
abused by the stupidity 
only humans are capable of
but, as ever, itself. Free.
A bargain! Get it while it lasts. 

Namaste.

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