H, 21

“Traveling like this, I envy the forest / its full cellar of roots. Hurrying / like this, I envy the dawdling rain, / and snow, how it chooses to arrive / only in the right conditions.”

— Teresa J Scollon, “Mid-Life, I’m Lost” (via thewastedgeneration)
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