“…among the trees, something has changed. Something looks back from the trees,
and knows me for who I am.”— Jane Hirshfield, from “Three Foxes by the Edge of the Field at Twilight” (via marxferatu)
“…among the trees, something has changed. Something looks back from the trees,
and knows me for who I am.”— Jane Hirshfield, from “Three Foxes by the Edge of the Field at Twilight” (via marxferatu)