The exceeding beauty of the earth, in her
splendor of life, yields a new thought with
every petal.
~ Richard Jefferies
The dream of my life
Is to lie down by a slow river
And stare at the light in the trees —
To learn something by being nothing
A little while but the rich
Lens of attention.
Is to lie down by a slow river
And stare at the light in the trees —
To learn something by being nothing
A little while but the rich
Lens of attention.