My present walking paths in Haddon Lake Park, which was once Crystal Lake. Tree lined and stream follow the path.
I believe the first living cell
Had echoes of the future in it, and felt
Direction and the great animals, the deep green forest
A the whale’s track sea; I believe this globed earth
Not all by chance and fortune brings forth her broods,
But feels and chooses. And the Galaxy, the firewheel
On which we are pinned, the whirlwind of stars in which our sun is one dust-grain, one electron, this giant atom of the universe
Is not blind force, but fulfills it’s life and intends its course.
Robinson Jeffers, De Rerum Virtute