"may my heart always be open to little birds who are the secret of living whatever they sing is better than to know and if men should not hear them men are old
may my mind stroll about hungry and fearless and thirsty and supple and even if it's sunday may i be wrong for whenever men are right they are not young
and may myself do nothing usefully and love yourself so more truly there's never been quite a fool who could fail pulling all the sky over him with one smile"
My current roommate is English, born near Sherwood Forest, and summed up my religiousness as a method of learning to live and be nice to people. I balked at first and then thought, "love thy neighbor as thyself", "but the first of these is love", "Love, joy, peace, patience...", "as Christ who first loved us.. To live and to be nice. To love. Good morning. Good.