December 2009
50 posts
No more my heart shall sob or grieve.
My days and nights dissolve in God’s own...
– Sri Chinmoy (via oceanofmind) (via moonshineandroses)
my ceiling the sky, my carpet the grass,
my music the lowing of herds as they...
– -allen mccanless (cowboy poet), 1885 (via cosmic-dust)
“and where is the man who sleeps more profound than the cowboy who stretches himself on the ground”
(via theoldcoyote)
You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.
– C. S. Lewis (via eletheowl) (via skullsandlace) (via jasonfrederick) (via curiousblackcat) (via moonshineandroses)
If America could be, once again, a nation of self-reliant farmers, craftsmen,...
– Edward Abbey (via cosmic-dust) (via smokeandsassafrass)