White Clover

He is richest who is content with the least, for content is the wealth of nature.

~ Socrates

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Strawberry

Trust in what you love, continue to do it, and it will take you where you need to go.

~ Natalie Goldberg

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Haze

I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.

~ Pablo Neruda

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Champion

It is spring again.  The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

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Great Egret

How I go to the woods

Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable.
I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds, until the foxes run by unconcerned. 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.

~ Mary Oliver, Swan: Poems and Prose

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