Ask Me Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made. Ask me whether what I have done is my life. Others have come in their slow way into my thought, and some have tried to help or to hurt: ask me what difference their strongest love or hate has made. I will listen to what you say. You and I can turn and look at the silent river and wait. We know the current is there, hidden; and there are comings and goings from miles away that hold the stillness exactly before us. What the river says, that is what I say.

An owl sound wandered along the road with me. I didn't hear it--I breathed it into my ears.

The greatest ownership of all is to glance around and understand.

If you purify the pond, the lilies die

Even the upper end of the river believes in the ocean.

Once you decide to do right, life is easy, there are no distractions.

Anyone who breathes is in the rhythm business.