liveonearth: (blue mountain painting)
You can cut
all the flowers
but you cannot
keep Spring from coming.

~Pablo Neruda
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Ay, you are like an ocean,
And though heavy-grounded ships await the tide upon your shores,

Yet, even like an ocean, you cannot hasten your tides.
And like the seasons you are also,
And though in your winter you deny your spring,
Yet spring, reposing within you,

Smiles in her drowsiness and is not offended.

Kahlil Gibran
(1883 ~ 1931)
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Springtime. The rose trees are throwing pink blossoms turned yellow into slimy puddles on the sidewalk. The squirrels are horny. Suzanne actually saw a couple of them scroggin' on our wooden fence. It's 9pm and I just finished answering my email. I guess I'll have to stop doing email to keep up with school. And there are so many things I want to write about.....but there's little time. Must study. I'm enjoying school, and wishing there were more hours in the day.
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I just finished taking the 4th exam in organ systems, on the digestive system. I thoroughly enjoyed studying the GI, and look forward to the next round! Gut health is a modifiable key to overall health. I did OK on the exam, there were a few questions (as usual) that I answered by deductive reasoning, and because my knowledge base is spotty, my deductions can lead me to quite wrong answers. No worries. It is all beginning to plug into the big picture.
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Winter Poem

Dec. 7th, 2007 01:14 pm
liveonearth: (chickadee in snow)
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.

'We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,'
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.

Oliver Herford, 1863 – 1935

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