The journey...

"The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page."

--Saint Augustine

Door of happiness

"When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us."

--Helen Keller

Evening...

Silence on a hill where the path ended
and then the forest below
moving in one long whisper
as evening touched the leaves.

--William Stafford

Just now...

Just now it seems
that I've imagined you somehow,
and you've gone far away
leaving no clue
as to who or where you are.
I wish I knew
about you.

Some times it seems
that I could touch you,
reach out my hand
and there you'd be.
looking back at me.
It's all so strange,
I don't know what to think
or to feel; I only know
that there is something real
about it all.

Night...

Sweet the coming on
Of grateful evening mild; then silent night
With this her solemn bird and this fair moon
And these the gems of heaven, her starry train.

--John Milton

A night's repose

Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees it close;
Something attempted, something done,
Has earned a night's repose.

--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

You have bound my heart...

You have bound my heart,
tied it with silken cords
of tenderness;
wrapped it in golden threads
of loveliness.
And there, on the darkest path
of emptiness,
shines the light of Your radiance-
leading me
across the vastness of
this wilderness,
all the way home.