The poetry of the earth is never dead.
~ John Keats
"A broken song beneath the now, the echo of a soaring joy, a shape in the mist, a touch in the rain, in the wilderness you come again…you tell us what we used to know…you speak for all the free wild things whose ways were ours when the wind had a wings."
~ Bev Doolittle
"Let my dreams be bigger than my fears, and my actions louder than my words."