One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began. Mary Oliver
On a summer morning I sat down on a hillside to think about God.
A worthy pastime. Near me, I saw a single cricket;
It was moving the grains of the hillside.
This way and that way. How great was its energy. How humble was its effort.
Let us hope.
It will always be like this.
Each of us going on in our inexplicable ways,
Building the universe……..