Grass blades illuminated with remnants of rainfall
To trace the history of a river, or a raindrop,
as John Muir would have done,
is also to trace the history of the soul,
the history of the mind descending and arising in the body.
In both we constantly seek and stumble on divinity,
which, like the cornice feeding the lake and the spring becoming a waterfall,
feeds, spills, falls, and feeds itself
over and over again.
~ Gretel Ehrlich, Sisters of the Earth