The East contemplated the forest the West counted the trees...the mind that knows that trees and the forest is a new mind. — Marilyn Ferguson Copy Share Image
I know I can walk through the world, along the shore or under the trees, with my mind filled with things of… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary. The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
