All finite things reveal infinitude: The mountain with its singular bright shadeLike the blue shine on freshly frozen snow, The after-light upon ice-burdened pines;Odor of basswood on a mountain-slope,A scent beloved of bees;Silence of water above a sunken tree: The pure serene of memory in one man, –A ripple widening from a single stoneWinding around the waters of the world.
-Theodore Roethke
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