Happy Halloween! A few wise words on fear from poet Wendell Berry:
I go among trees and sit still.
All my stirring becomes quiet
around me like circles on water.
My tasks lie in their places
where I left them, asleep like cattle.
from Berry, W. (2013). This Day: Collected & New Sabbath Poems 1979-2013. Berkeley, CA: Counterpoint Press
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