Never a daisy that grows, but a mystery guideth the growing; Never a river that flows, but a majesty scepters the flowing.

- Richard Realf

Into the statue that breathes, the soul of the sculptor is bidden.

- Richard Realf

Fair are the flowers and the children, but their subtle suggestion is fairer; Rarer is the roseburst of dawn, but the secret that clasps it rarer; Sw…

- Richard Realf

Great are the symbols of Being, But that which is symboled is greater; Vast the create and beheld, But vaster the Inward Creator.

- Richard Realf

Back of the sound broods the silence, back of the gift stands the giving; Back of the hand that receives thrill the sensitive nerves of receiving.

- Richard Realf