"Less than a promise have I given, and yet more generous have you been to me.
You have given me deeper thirsting after life...
Surly there is no greater gift to a man than that which turns all his aims into parching
this and all life into a fountain... Kahlil Gibran.
When I fly out of NZ tomorrow I will be returning to these aspen trees. They have bark like a
parchment upon which nature writes her sacred poetry. These trees live behind the house I live
in when I am in Alpine, Wyoming.
When I am asleep I dwell with each and everyone of you in a very private place. Keep dreaming.
I'll be seeing you,
With much love from BJ
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