I think about this, not like someone thinking, but like someone breathing,And I look at flowers and I smile...I don’t know if they understand meOr if I understand them,But I know the truth is in them and in meAnd in our common divinityOf letting ourselves go and live on the EarthAnd carrying us in our arms through the contented SeasonsAnd letting the wind sing us to sleepAnd not have dreams in our sleep.
Alberto Caeiro
beauty, bliss, dreams, earth, it-is-what-it-is, letting-go, love, meaning-of-life, nature, paganism, pantheism, sadness, simplicity, thinking, tranquility, truth, understanding