Stray Birds VIII (71–80)

71. The woodcutter's axe begged for its handle from the tree. The tree gave it.

72. In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.

73. Chastity is a wealth that comes from abundance of love.

74. The mist, like love, plays upon the heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty.

75. We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

76. The poet wind is out over the sea and the forest to seek his own voice.

77. Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.

78. The grass seeks her crowd in the earth. The tree seeks his solitude of the sky.

79. Man barricades against himself.

80. Your voice, my friend, wanders in my heart, like the muffled sound of the sea among these listening pines.