Embryonic Journey

Suppose we were
to drink only
the yellow birch sap
and mix its bark
with our bread,
would not its
yellow curls sprout
from our foreheads,
and our breath
and persons exhale
its sweet aroma?
What sappy vigor
there would be
in our limbs!
What sense
we should have
to explore the swamps with!
--Henry David Thoreau
(journal entry for April 25, 1857)
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Newton Butte from outside Cremation Canyon
Jefferson Airplane: "Embryonic Journey"
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