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From two Mary Oliver poems:
I. I have refused to live
locked in the orderly house of
reasons and proofs.
The world I live in and believe in
is wider than that. And anyway,
what's wrong with Maybe?
II. Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood . . .
Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company with those who
"Look!" and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.