The light that dwellsPrint
It suggested to me that there was something to be seen if one had eyes. It made a believer of me more than before. I believed that the woods were not tenantless, but choke-full of honest spirits as good as myself any day — not an empty chamber, in which chemistry was left to work alone, but an inhabited house — and for a few moments I enjoyed fellowship with them. Long enough I had heard of irrelevant things; now at length I was glad to make acquaintance with the light that dwells in rotten wood.
-Henry David Thoreau, The Maine Woods
I read these pretty words last night. And wanted to share.
Wishing you an inspired day…
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