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"In these days the birds are gone, the air at sunrise quiet from life. Nesting material lies buried under piles of leaves and snow, dormant as the earthworms and deer mice. A child’s boot crunches over gravel and ice crystals on the way to an approaching school bus, the wishes for a snow day wasted. On a day like this even a child can ask a deep question, a wonder of existence. Mouth agape, raised eyebrows framed by a frozen exhale, leafless trees and silence, always silence; is this it? This one question has many forms; my answer is as simple as it is vague: Yes, we are made for more than this…"