The Work Your Soul Must Have

Ask me whether what I have done is my life. — William Stafford

The Wild and Infinite Mystery

Logic and sermons never convince, the damp of the night drives deeper into my soul. — Walt Whitman

thank You for letting me know what this is like

Let gratitude be the pillow upon which you kneel. — Maya Angelou

The Teachings of Your Blood

The most common form of despair is not being who you are. — Søren Kierkegaard

Sunny People

Some people are so much sunshine to the square inch. — Walt Whitman

Poems Are Fire for the Cold

Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason. ― Novalis

Untranslatable

Words are the fog one has to see through. — Zen saying

Clear to the Bottom

Your Place in the Family of Things

I will no longer find myself in life as in a strange garment — W.S. Merwin

Distant Regard

Out of the Cradle

Is, Is, Is