How shall the mighty river reach the tiny seed?
See it rise silently to the sun’s yearning, sail from a winter’s cloud flake after silent flake piling up layer upon layer until the thaw
December 31, 2018
See it rise silently to the sun’s yearning, sail from a winter’s cloud flake after silent flake piling up layer upon layer until the thaw
“Come to my arms and rest, child,” she said. “After all, I am your mother. You were born out of my darkness, billions of years ago, and you will return to
If you become silent after your laughter, one day you will hear God also laughing, you will hear the whole existence laughing — trees and stones and stars with you.
When the animals come to us, asking for our help, will we know what they are saying? When the plants speak to us in their
