Gently touching with the charm of poetry.

Globed from the atoms falling slow or swift I see the suns, I see the systems lift Their forms; and even the systems and the suns Shall go back slowly to the eternal drift.

There is nothing that exists so great or marvelous that over time mankind does not admire it less and less.

... we in the light sometimes fear what is no more to be feared than the things children in the dark hold in terror and imagine will come true.

If God can do anything he can make a stone so heavy that even he can't lift it. Then there is something God cannot do, he cannot lift the stone. Therefore God does not exist.

Falling drops will at last wear away stone.

The fall of dropping water wears away the Stone.