#421. learning
November 3, 2010
teacher
teach thyself
rain enters That meadow
with the wildflowers
up from the earth
flamed colors
knowing
breeze
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teacher
teach thyself
rain enters That meadow
with the wildflowers
up from the earth
flamed colors
knowing
breeze
Ah are you suggesting theat experience is a better teacher?
suggesting to myself that as a teacher i must return to the meadow of my own learning in order to be a better teacher
“rain enters That meadow”
Funny how a word like “that” changes everything…
OFTEN I AM PERMITTED TO RETURN TO A MEADOW as if it were a scene made-up by the mind, that is not mine, but is a made place, that is mine, it is so near to the heart, an eternal pasture folded in all thought so that there is a hall therein that is a made place, created by light wherefrom the shadows that are forms fall.
-robert duncan
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