For still there are so many things That I have never seen In every wood in every spring There is…
All that you can't leave behind
For still there are so many things That I have never seen In every wood in every spring There is…
Of yellow leaves and gossamer In autumns that there were With morning mist and silver sun And wind upon my…
Going to the woods is going home. ~ John Muir |Ribaldeira, Portugal|
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despair Rise in the…
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