I cannot come nearer to God and Heaven
Than I live to Walden even.
I am its stony shore,
And the breeze that passes o'er;
In the hollow of my hand
Are its water and its sand,
And its deepest resort
Lies high in my thought.

Author: Henry David Thoreau

I cannot come nearer to God and Heaven<br />Than I live to Walden even.<br />I am its stony shore,<br />And the breeze that passes o'er;<br />In the hollow of my hand<br />Are its water and its sand,<br />And its deepest resort<br />Lies high in my thought. - Henry David Thoreau



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