The World Is Big And I Want

The Sun Shines Not On Us But In Us.

How Glorious A Greeting The Sun Gives The Mountains!

We All Travel The Milky Way Together, Trees And Men.

At The Touch Of This Divine Light, The Mountains Seemed To Kindle To A Rapt, Religious Consciousness, And Stood Hushed Like Devout Worshippers Waiting To Be Blessed.

The Finest Of The Glacier Meadow Gardens Lie ...imbedded In The Upper Pine Forests Like Lakes Of Light.