Mary Oliver, New And Selected Poems, Vol. 1 Quotes
I stood like Adam in his lonely gardenOn that first morning, shaken out of sleep, Rubbing his eyes, listening, parting the leaves, Like tissue on some vast, incredible gift.
Of course! the path to heavendoesn't lie down in flat miles.It's in the imaginationwith which you perceive this world, and the gestureswith which you honor it.-from The Swan