John Muir, Earth-planet, Universe.

Another Glorious Day, The Air As Delicious To The Lungs As Nectar To The Tongue.

Nothing Truly Wild Is Unclean.

Only Spread A Fern-frond Over A Man's Head And Worldly Cares Are Cast Out, And Freedom And Beauty And Peace Come In.

Look! Nature Is Overflowing With The Grandeur Of God!

The Grand Show Is Eternal It Is Always Sunrise Somewhere