"The Earth is stitched together by rivers, and I see that now... I'm sorry I couldn't tell a Hazel from a Willow, or a Falcon from a Buzzard, or Weaver from a Longhorn... I'm sorry for forgetting how small I was compared to an inlet a cove a nautical mile to the ripe gloaming turning of an evening as the sun smiles over the lip of a day. I'm sorry I was trapped in hours, when there is no such thing..."
Beautiful