To walk abroad is, not with eyes,


But thoughts, the fields to see and prize;
But thoughts, the fields to see and prize;
Else may the silent feet, / Like logs of wood,
Else may the silent feet, / Like logs of wood,
Move up and down, and see no good
Move up and down, and see no good
Nor joy nor glory meet. (Thomas Traherne)
Nor joy nor glory meet. (Thomas Traherne)

2 responses to “To walk abroad is, not with eyes,”

  1. Totally, Blew my eyes wide open, to view, the gift’s that nature bestowed upon us, to capture Tom, as you did, is truely, to be an artest-artista,loved the story or poem, that accompanied the amazing view!

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