The World I Live In

 Ihave 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?

You wouldn’t believe what once or twice I have seen. I’ll just
tell you this:

only if there are angels in your head will you ever, possibly, see one.

Mary Oliver, The World I Live In

Wooden fishing pirogues sit on the shore of Oakam, Senegal
A house sits in the rural landscape in St Michel, Haiti.
Young Haitian school girls gather in the yard at recess in St Michel, Haiti
A young Haitian girl run toward Comier, Haiti.
Haitian boy stands beneath the rain.

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A Haitian child blows bubbles and plays with her friends in Port-au-Prince, Haiti