Merton, Buechner, Nouwen; Gibran, Tolstoy, Frankl, and Hafiz. A handful
I list but there are more to fill rivers and valleys with words and statements. All
of them worthy of repeat. Or at least of a moments pause.
Who am I to do anything more than read along, pause and
go about my day with the dog, the birds, and the sky open
wide?