And this, our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
William Shakespeare “As You Like It”
To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.
William Blake
To one who has been long in city pent,
'Tis very sweet to look into the fair
And open face of heaven, - to breathe a prayer
Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
John Keats “Sonnet XIV”
Any man that walks the mead
In bud, or blade, or bloom, may find
A meaning suited to his mind.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning