A Poetic Moment

How happy is the little stone  
That rambles in the road alone,

And doesn’t care about careers,  
And exigencies never fears;

Whose coat of elemental brown
A passing universe put on;

And independent as the sun,  
Associates or glows alone,

Fulfilling absolute decree
In casual simplicity

- Emily Dickinson
- The Wild Bazilchuk


  1. And here I thought you wrote the poem too! But beautiful pictures!!!

  2. "Two mountain bike trails diverged in a green wood..."


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