There is pleasure in the pathless woods,

there is rapture in the lonely shore,

there is society where none intrudes,

by the deep sea, and music in its roar;

I love not Man the less,

but Nature more.

~Lord Byron

from the mystics to the sky….

inquiry for today~ where will you go to come alive?

fair and lovely…

Lift up your faces,

you have a piercing need

for this bright morning dawning for you.

~Maya Angelou