A wee child toddling in a wonder world.... I prefer to their dogma my excursions into the natural gardens where the voice of the Great Spirit is heard in the twittering of birds, the rippling of mighty waters, and the sweet breathing of flowers. If this is Paganism, then at present, at least, I am a Pagan.
Kind hearts are the gardens; Kind thoughts are the roots; Kind words are the flowers; Kind deeds are the fruits; Take care of your garden; And keep out the weeds; Fill it with sunshine; Kind words and kind deeds;
__Henry Wadsworth Longfellow