What is divinity if it can come
Only in silent shadows and in dreams?
All finite things reveal infinitude:
The mountain with its singular bright shade
Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow,
The after-light upon ice-burdened pines;
Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope,
A scene beloved of bees;
Silence of water above a sunken tree:
The pure serene of memory of one man,–
A ripple widening from a single stone
Winding around the waters of the world.
~Theodore Roethke

**Images found on Pinterest; collage created by Natalie