Some Apt Words From Wordsworth

.....For I have Learned
To look on nature, not as in the hour
Of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes
The still, sad music of humanity,
Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power
To chasten and subdue. And I have felt
A presence that disturbs me with the joy
Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
Of something far more deeply interfused,
Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
And the round ocean, and the living air,
And the blue sky, and in the mind of man,
A motion and a spirit, that impels
All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still
A lover of the meadows and the woods,
And mountains; and of all that we behold
From this green earth; of all the mighty world
Of eye and ear, both what they half create,
And what perceive; well pleased to recognise
In nature and the language of the sense,
The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse,
The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul
Of all my moral being.

Lines Written A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey By William Wordsworth

Steps To Be Taken

The radiance lies deep down
Ever closer
It's presence rising to the surface
A gradual blossoming
Just within sight of the mind's eye
And very much accepted
The warmth of knowing
The ease of belonging
The allowed flutter of passion
At times
Overwhelms
All consumes
An impatience occurs
It tightens the chest
The change
That will come with it's liberation
Is eagerly awaited
The persistent need to hold the cognition
Is tamed by a celestial assurance
Yet afflicted by those deadly notions
Of self doubt
A lack of self credence and conviction
Feats are executed
The glory of identified abilities
Soon pushed to one side
Underrated
Short lived
So the search has to be continued
A destined path is becoming more defined
Intended journeys to be walked
But will the underlying wavering
Create a distorted fog that disables
Will a courage be mustered
Self certitude
A worthiness realised
Permitting the steps to be taken