Thursday, August 30, 2007


Here is a poem I fell in love with today.

We search the world for truth. We cull
the good, the true, the beautiful,
from graven stone and written scroll,
and all old flower-fields of the soul;
and when seekers of the best,
we come back laden from our quest,
to find that all the sages said
is in THE BOOK our mothers read.

Quaker poet John Greenleaf Whittier

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