"You don't have any reason to lie to me, do you?

Fall gave way to winter, and winter to spring, the only constant in nature is change.

Whenever I stumbled, the marsh caught me.

I don't know if there's a dark side to nature, just inventive ways to endure, against all odds.

It has always been enough to be part of the natural sequence of things, sure as the tides, nature as my guide.

The marsh knows all about death, and doesn't necessarily define it as tragedy, certainly not a sin. It understands that every creature does what it must to survive. And sometimes, for prey to live, its predator must die."