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Here's an ancient archetypal poem, the "Song of Amergin." These are some of Ireland's oldest known verses illustrating the Celtic sense of a symbiotic and seamless relationship between the natural and the divine. I am the wind on the sea; I am the ocean wave; I am the...

I AM I am the dolphin who swims in the sea. I am the dolphin the dolphin is me. I am the horse who runs on the land. I am the horse And I understand. I am the moon who sits in the sky. I am the moon and sometimes I cry. I am the nomad who wanders alone. And what of...

prayer by Marie Howe Every day I want to speak with you. And every day something more important calls for my attention—the drugstore, the beauty products, the luggage I need to buy for the trip. Even now I can hardly sit here among the falling piles of paper and...

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening...