On my pilgrimage
through my day
write mystery stories
with my life.
Out of my faithful attendance
to the hours
pour forth
the incence
of your praise
— Macrina Wiederkehr
What is the precious love
And laughter budding
In our heart
It is the glorious sound
of a soul
Waking up
— Hafiz
 
Let me keep my mind on what matters, which is my work, which is mostly standing still and being astonished.
— Mary Oliver
Our very life depends on everything recurring ‘til we answer from within
— Robert Frost