A legal metamorphosis

Becoming a law student has been a strange transition, particularly when I read back to the beginning of this blog.  I sincerely believe I will enjoy practicing law, so long as I can keep my focus on the environmental statutes.  As a legal intern this summer, with only one year of school still before me, I know I need to remind myself to get out and remember why I took this path away from the woods.  The reason was to try to make sure there are woods left to walk though.  And oceans left to swim in.  And birds left to see.  I donʻt feel the world is so dire a place as to say these lovely parts will disappear entirely.  But they will be diminished, less so, measured.  I hope to stay some of the incursion, keep things so, draw them out.  Hereʻs to having wild places to wander through and wild creatures to try to more fully understand.

Conviction of path

A sudden dark seabird on angular wings
Rowing through drafts tossed up by the waves
Fighting the wind but above the foam
I nearly get swept along in his faith.