Take Comfort Where You Can

Not for nothing are we given at least as much sense as God gave a goose, which we have no access to, sensewise. We don’t speak goose nor recognize what body language there may be in a body which is mostly neck and dollop. But down, now there is something to build dreams on. We have recourse and in the morning the feathered snow will have come and closed the roads. Linger. Leave off.