The green mountains are always walking. If you doubt mountains' walking, you do not know your own walking.
But do not ask me where I am going, As I travel in this limitless world, Where every step I take is my home.
Just practice good, do good for others, without thinking of making yourself known so that you may gain reward. Really bring benefit to others, gaining nothing for yourself. This is the primary requisite for breaking free of attachments to the Self.
Henry David Thoreau·1850My life is like a stroll upon the beach, As near the ocean's edge as I can go.
John MuirAnother glorious Sierra day in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed and sent pulsing onward we know not where. Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed to save time or make haste than do the trees and stars. This is true freedom, a good practical sort of immortality.
Norman Maclean·1976Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of those rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.
