O never harm the dreaming world, the world of green, the world of l… but let its million palms unfold the adoration of the trees. It is a love in darkness wrought

A Gaelic bard they praise who in… Named the one indivisible soul of… For what are the bens and the glen… Immeasurable complexities of soul? What are these isles but a song su…

Strange that the self’€™s continuu… The Virgin, Aphrodite, and the M… All loves and griefs, successive d… That hold their kingdom in the hum… Abandoned by the gods, woman with…

Reaching down arm-deep into bright… I gathered on white sand under wav… Shells, drifted up on beaches wher… Inhabit a finite world of years an… I reached my arm down a myriad yea…

Earth no longer hymns the Creator, the seven days of wonder, the Garden is over— all the stories are told,

Primrose, anemone, bluebell, moss Grow in the Kingdom of the Cross And the ash-tree’s purple bud Dresses the spear that sheds his b… With the thorns that pierce his br…

I came too late to the hills: they… Winters before I was born of song… Of spell or speech with power of o… The great ash long dead by a roofl… The voice of the crows an inarticu…

Behind the tree, behind the house,… In the presence that I cannot see Otherwise than as house and stars… Tree, house and stars Extend to infinity within themselv…

In my first sleep I came to the river And looked down Through the clear water - Only in dream

There is a fish, that quivers in t… itself a shadow, but its shadow, c… Catch it again and again, it still… Against the flowing stream, its li… with death - the impulse and the f…

Change Said the sun to the moon, You cannot stay. Change Says the moon to the waters,

This war’s dead heroes, who has se… They rise in smoke above the burni… Faint clouds, dissolving into sky— And who sifting the Libyan sand c… The tracery of a human hand,