The Poet Dreams of the Mountain
by Mary Oliver

Sometimes I grow weary of the days,
with all their fits and starts…

The Bright Field
by R. S. Thomas

I have seen the sun break through to illuminate a small field…

For Calling the Spirit Back
from Wandering the Earth
in Its Human Feet
by Joy Harjo

Put down that bag of potato chips,
that white bread…

What We Need is Here
by Wendell Berry

Geese appear high over us,
pass, and the sky closes…

The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee
by N. Scott Momaday

I am a feather on the bright sky
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain…

Earth Your Dancing Place
by May Swenson

Beneath heaven’s vault
remember always walking…

The River Clarion
by Mary Oliver

I don’t know who God is exactly.
But I’ll tell you this…

by Joy Harjo

Remember the sky
that you were born under…