i finished the book. Read too fast, wanting to know what he would say, as the last words and i went too fast and am not sure what he said. Who are the learners? this is the foremost question and i know that i have a literal mind for some things, so , probably how i missed it, so i need to go back. Read some end pages again, get his picture. Right now, it's vague for me, maybe because i hoped.
the Beauty Full small bats flew in the evening sky, their flight, low. So close overhead, the fluttering wings, tender and elegant. I want to know them. Where ARE they, all summer? Where do they sleep now, in these days between summer and Rain? Where are they?, before they appear with their particular flight each evening when Talkie is already UP in her branches? So many questions. That i understand might remain unanswered. But i want the voice of my asking to rise up in the closing of this day, that i asked. I guess that's a lot of all that i can do. Ask. Wonder.
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