I'm working over this poem for myself, hoping to get back to it here for some explication/rumination...meanwhile, I thought I'd share it w/you!
we shall not cease from exploration
and the end of our exploring
will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time.
through the unknown, remembered gate
when the last of earth left to discoveri
s that which is the beginning;
at the source of the longest riverthe voice of the hidden waterfall
and the children in the apple-tree
not known, because not looked for
but heard, half-heard, in the
two waves of the sea.
--T.S. Eliot
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