How a craving for space lead to simple actions with big ripples, courting the wild muse, getting up close with the mystery we sense but cannot see and glimpsing our fullest magnitude. And of course, poetry.
A few years ago, when I lived in the middle of nowhere, the sky and the forest came alive at night. The intricaci…
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