It Is Fine To Stand Upon Some

My Favoured Temple Is An Humble Heart.

Kindness Is Wisdom. There Is None In Life But Needs It And May Learn.

The Course Of Nature Seems A Course Of Death, And Nothingness The Whole Substantial Thing.

See The Gold Sunshine Patching, And Streaming And Streaking Across The Gray-green Oaks; And Catching, By Its Soft Brown Beard, The Moss.

Corruption Springs From Light: 'tis One Same Power Creates, Preserves, Destroys; Matter Whereon It Works, On E'er Self-transmutative Form, Common To Now The Living, Now The Dead.