My Colby-Sawyer Experience

“Your work... is to resist the easy answer, to seek out the truth... just as the author's work is to face the blank page with faith and optimism.”
Humanities Instructor David Elliott

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Over my Field I Walk

Over my field I walk on ancient decay,
Beyond the time of fallen forests,
And bones lost in mineralization-
Of a 50,000 thousand years an eye blink of a second,
Of 50,000 thousand leaves fallen,
Do I step meekly across a thin carpet of time-
My shadow is already fading as I approach the fence line,
In the evening dull bright, making a deep stretch of my body.
A moving print over the suns rays of grass-
A moving spirit that will not last.

-Zachary Lamas

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