From a single grain they have mult… When you look in the eyes of one you have seen them all. At the edges of highways they pick at limp things.

Not quite four a.m., when the rapt… strikes me from sleep, and I rise from the comfortable bed and go to another room, where my books ar… in their neat and colorful rows. H…

Today again I am hardly myself. It happens over and over. It is heaven-sent. It flows through me like the blue wave.

Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun,

I know someone who kisses the way a flower opens, but more rapidly. Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is

“For example, what the trees do not only in lightning storms or the watery dark of a summer’s n… or under the white nets of winter but now, and now, and now—whenever

When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the… to buy me, and snaps the purse shu… when death comes

Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who make the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tulips and the nodding morning glories,

In the early curtains of the dusk it flew, a slow galloping this way and that way

On a summer morning I sat down on a hillside to think about God – a worthy pastime.

Meditation is old and honorable, s… not sit, every morning of my life,… looking into the shining world? Be… attended to, delight, as well as h… Can one be passionate about the ju…

Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light,

Don’t bother me. I’ve just been born. The butterfly’s loping flight carries it through the country of…

All winter the water has crashed over the cold the cold sand. Now it breaks over the thin branch of your body.