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272 pages, Paperback
Published May 5, 2026
before we lived, the wind would blow,
when there was wind, through these same trees,
and the leaves would stir
no differently than now.
we pass and grow agitated, all in vain.
we make no more noise in the world
than the leaves of the trees
or the wind as it passes.
let us try then with assiduous abandon
to surrender all our efforts to nature
and require no more life
than do the green trees.
we struggle pointlessly to appear great.
apart from us, nothing in the wider world
bows to our greatness
or even serves us.
if here, on the seashore, with just three waves
the sea can wash away my footprint in the sand,
what will it do on that other beach
where saturn is the sea?