"When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop,
striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through
space with other stars all singing and shining together as one,
the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty"
from Travels in Alaska
no idle thoughts remained in my head
nothing to do I write poems on rocks
and trust the current like an unmoored boat"
from the Collected Songs of Cold Mountain