The Sun Shines Not On Us But In Us

Old Crow Medicine Show: Wagon Wheel

The sun shines
not on us but in us.
The rivers flow not past,
but through us.
Thrilling, tingling, vibrating
every fiber and cell
of the substance of our bodies,
making them glide and sing.
The trees wave
and the flowers bloom
in our bodies as well as our souls,
and every bird song, wind song,
and tremendous storm song
of the rocks in the heart of
the mountains is our song,
our very own,
and sings our love.
--John Muir