" In our joining it knows itself. It is with us then, 

not as the gods whose names crest in unearthly fire, 

but as a little bird hidden in the leaves 

who sings quietly and waits, and sings. "

                        from The Hidden Singer

                        by Wendell Berry

"And we pray, not
for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye,
clear. What we need is here. "

from What We Need is Here

by Wendell Berry