And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the read more

And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release - out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?

Nature is too thin a screen; the glory of the omnipresent God bursts through everywhere

Nature is too thin a screen; the glory of the omnipresent God bursts through everywhere

Nature is an endless combination and repetition of a very few laws. She hums the old well-known air through innumerable read more

Nature is an endless combination and repetition of a very few laws. She hums the old well-known air through innumerable variations.

Nature never says one thing and wisdom another.

Nature never says one thing and wisdom another.

Nature, like man, sometimes weeps from gladness.

Nature, like man, sometimes weeps from gladness.

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of read more

Poetry is a rich, full-bodied whistle, cracked ice crunching in pails, the night that numbs the leaf, the duel of two nightingales, the sweet pea that has run wild, Creation's tears in shoulder blades.

Rich with the spoils of nature.

Rich with the spoils of nature.

Every advance in civilization has been denounced as unnatural while it was recent

Every advance in civilization has been denounced as unnatural while it was recent

Art is man's nature: Nature is God's art.

Art is man's nature: Nature is God's art.