1,2,3,4 --- FAR CASPIAN - BLUE (2018) #25

"I could not be a poet without the natural world. Someone else could. But not me. For me the door to the woods is the door to the temple. Under the trees, along the pale slopes of sand, I walk in an ascendant relationship to rapture, and with words, I celebrate this rapture."

From Winter Hours, by Mary Oliver.

 

~yoona