ON BUILDING THOREAU’S CABIN
FOR LINCOLN-SUDDBURY


From within a small cabin
          much like this,
                 a mind as vaulted as the sky itself
shaped thoughts ornate as cathedrals
            and plain as acorns,

insights as startling as sunsets,
              and enduring as a glacial pond.

In such a place, this man sought silence,
          in a cabin constructed like a
  puzzle, and posed questions a
        busy world
             forgets to ask.

Weary traveler, enjoy this solitude
                       as you would
           a drink of cool water. Here
                  find time to rest, and to survey
 questions more powerful
          than answers.


January 21, 1998


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