God made a beauteous garden With lovely flowers strown, But one straight, narrow pathway That was not overgrown. And to this beauteous garden He brought mankind to live, And said "To you, my children, These lovely flowers I give. Prune ye my vines and fig trees, With care my flowers tend, But keep the pathway open Your home is at the end." God's Garden

Humour is the most engaging cowardice. With it myself I have been able to hold some of my enemy in play far out of gunshot.

Lovers, forget your love And list to the love of these She a window flower And he a winter breeze.

Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?

But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.

I am sure I have heard this several times from places I can't recall, but it's not already in the Gaia Quotes database, so I add this profound insight from the fields of psychological healing and spiritual evolution. It sure has helped me.

Two such as you with such a master speed Cannot be parted nor be swept away