Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed.
Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
As a child, what captivated me was reading the poems myself and realizing that there was a world without material substance which was nevertheless as alive as any other.
I have become a child of the clouds and of hope
Eat bread and understand comfort.
Every morning the world is created.
I believe art is utterly important. It is one of the things that could save us.
When I am among the trees, ………..they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me
To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work.
Across the wide waters something comes floating–a slim and delicate ship, filled with white flowers–and it moves
on its miraculous muscles