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Walking Poem 2017-07-18: Freshly cut, there are no paths

Parent Category: Poems
Category: Walking Poems

Freshly cut, there are no paths,
The field is everywhere open
And the rambler equally free and lost

A rabbit hides in the centre

“Bearing other people's vulnerability - which means sharing in it imaginatively and practically without needing to get rid of it, to yank people out of it - entails being able to bear one's own." - Adam Phillips and Barbara Taylor, On Kindness

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