As we are made by what moves us,
willows pull the water up into their
farthest reach which curves again
down divining where their life begins.
So, under travels up, and down and up again,
and the wind makes music of what water was.
~ Marie Howe from "The Willows" in NEW AND SELECTED POEMS
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