Every Walk To The Woods Is A

Communing With God Is Communing With Our Own Hearts, Our Own Best Selves, Not With Something Foreign And Accidental. Saints And Devotees Have Gone Into The Wilderness To Find God; Of Course They Took God With Them, And The Silence And Detachment Enabled Them To Hear The Still, Small Voice Of Their Own Souls, As One Hears The Ticking Of His Own Watch In The Stillness Of The Night.

The Very Idea Of A Bird Is A Symbol And A Suggestion To The Poet. A Bird Seems To Be At The Top Of The Scale, So Vehement And Intense His Life. . . . The Beautiful Vagabonds, Endowed With Every Grace, Masters Of All Climes, And Knowing No Bounds - How Many Human Aspirations Are Realised In Their Free, Holiday-lives - And How Many Suggestions To The Poet In Their Flight And Song!

There Tends To Be This Comfortable Assumption That Nuclear Weapons Won't Be Used, But I Don't Think That's Warranted, And I Think We Should Seize The Opportunity Of This Time Of Stability And Cooperation And Move Towards Global Elimination Of Nuclear Weapons As Indeed People Like Henry Kissinger, And William Perry, Former Secretary Of Defense Under Clinton, And Sam Nunn, Former Senator, And George Schultz, Former Undersecretary Of State For Ronald Reagan. All Of Them Recently Called For Achievement Of A Nuclear Weapon-free World.

Oh, Spring Is Surely Coming, Her Couriers Fill The Air; Each Morn Are New Arrivals, Each Night Her Ways Prepare; I Scent Her Fragrant Garments, Her Foot Is On The Stair.

Time Does Not Become Sacred To Us Until We Have Lived It.