Reflections

Unexpected intrusions of beauty.

Untouchable Beauty You flowers and trees, you hills and streams, you fields, flocks, and wild birds, you books, you poems, and you people, I am utterly alone in the midst

“{Beauty is the harvest of presence.

“Consider the lilies of the field, my friend — their beauty as well as their impermanence.

“The words, “wow” and “awe” are the same height and width, all w’s and short vowels.

“The universe buries strange jewels deep within us all, and then stands back to see if we can find them.

The world has enough beautiful mountains and meadows, spectacular skies and serene lakes.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

“Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.