We will speak of this, wielding clunky words, stretching metaphors over that which cannot be covered, only pointed at with crooked fingers, hinted at with clever analogies, dancing around a campfire, no real facts only myth and legend, stating thou are this and thou art that. Each knows what they are and what the others are. And so, words exhausted we sit in silence and know.
5 thoughts on “And Know”
There’s nothing anyone could say to that Holger!
Beautiful Walt. I particularly love the last line. Thank you.
I agree Zach, aren’t those some of the best moments when we are all together or in a meeting of any kind?
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