I feel that poetry is going on all the time inside, an underground stream.
In a state of grace, the soul is like a well of limpid water, from which flow only streams of clearest crystal. Its works are pleasing both to God and man, rising from the River of Life, beside which it is rooted like a tree.
Streams and mountains never stay the same.
On the Internet you get continuous innovation, so every year the streams are a little better.
One gem from that ocean is worth all the pebbles from earthly streams.
And though all streams flow from a single course to cleanse the blood from polluted hand, they hasten on their course in vain.
The stream of plenty always flows towards the open expectant mind
When I look at my life there are these streams, these things that have continuity from the fifties to now.
Cold Mountain Buddhas Han Shan Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness be dancing. Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning. The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry, The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony Of death and birth.
When you defile the pleasant streams, And the wild bird's abiding place, You massacre a million dreams, And cast your spittle in God's face
No person who has not spent a period of his life in those 'stark and sullen solitudes that sentinel the Pole' will understand fully what trees and flowers, sun-flecked turf and running streams mean to the soul of a man
Time is a stream which glides smoothly on and is past before we know.
Let the intellect alone, it has its usefulness in its proper sphere, but let it not interfere with the flowing of the life-stream.
I tell each artist they have to grow toward a revenue stream.
Small streams don't plan to be mighty rivers. We just move in a direction; God decides what He'll have us become.
Love rays us round as glory swathes a star, And, from the mystic touch of lips and palms, Streams rosy warmth!
Rivers, ponds, lakes and streams - they all have different names, but they all contain water. Just as religions do - they all contain truths.
The stream is always purer at its source.
On the farm the weather was the great fact, and men's affairs went on underneath it, as the streams creep under the ice.
There are natures that go to the streams of life in great cities as the hart goes to the water brooks.