All of us are trees

If I wished to shake this tree with my hand, I should not be able to do so… –Nietzsche’s ZarathustraMore

When you left…

…tremors of love through your brief, / Undeniable selves…. –Mark Strand, “The Continuous Life”More

Expecting the dark

So when the danger is so great that death has become one’s hope, despair is the disconsolateness of not being able to die. –KierkegaardMore

Some dumb idea

This world . . . ever was, and is, and shall be, ever-living Fire, in measures being kindled and in measure going out. –HeraclitusMore