...whoever you are, not matter how lonely the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh & exciting - over & over announcing your place in the family of things.

I climb, I backtrack. I float. I ramble my way home.

I tell you this to break your heart, by which I mean only that it break open and never close again to the rest of the world.

So this is how you swim inward. So this is how you flow outwards. So this is how you pray.

Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone. When I'm alone I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing. If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love you very much.

And I say to my heart: rave on.

Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields...Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.