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12/11/2003: "Waters"

I went to sleep last night under several inches of snow, surrounded by a sea of snow, with archipelagoes of footprints strewn across its map. This morning I got up, and, when it was light enough to see, what did I see? Not snow. Just a sodden, demoralized landscape, full of water with more water pouring down into it to make it overflow. no footprints, just footnotes; little mounds here and there of shriveled snowdrifts, and soon they were gone too. The rain poured down and the wind kicked up, like it must have been at the the creation. Waters above, waters below, and a firmament in the midst of the waters. And the wind of God moving over the face of the waters.