By Peter Y. Chou, WisdomPortal.com

Line in Poem	Literary Sources
Let there be a firmament high above all the earth— most bountiful refreshment dining along the river banks.	Moses, Genesis I.6 (97th word: firmament) King David, Psalms 97.9 (1023 BC) Rig Veda, VII.97.7 (1500 BC) Homer, Odyssey, VI.97 (800 BC)
It is mind that produces order, knows nature of the Uncreated. The sage is not distracted, always steady and easy.	Plato, Phaedo 97c (360 BC) Buddha, Dhammapada VII.97 (240 BC) Ashtavakra Gita, XVIII.97 (400 BC) Patanjali, Yoga Sutra, Aphroism 97 (200 BC)
Practice pure prayer & fear no evil— Peace! it is till the break of the morning— hidden wealth will bring you great joy leading to purification of the mind.	Evagrios the Solitary, On Prayer, Text 97 (399 AD) Mohammed, Holy Koran, Chapter 97 (7th century AD) St. John of Karpathos, For Monks in India, Text 97 (680 AD) Santideva, Bodhicaryavatara, V.97 (700 AD)
Seek the Way with an open mind, shine out like the Sun and stars. There is no freedom or bondage when we realize the Self God within.	Chu Hsi, Chin-ssu lu Section 97 (1175) Marsilio Ficino, On the Soul, Letter 97 (1499) Wei Wu Wei, The Tenth Mab, Ch. 97 (1966) Subramuniya, Merging with Siva, Lesson 97 (1999)
The world at best is a children's game— the sage knows it's a reflection of Brahmin not contained in the earth nor in all heavens is her sweet smile inspiring my vision & song.	Su Tung-p'o, Poem 97 "Drinking Wine" (1092) Swami Chinmayanananda, Say Cheese! (2004) Rumi, Rumi Daylight, Verse 97 (1994) Dante, 97th Canto: Paradiso 30.25-30 (1321)
The wood where fortune smiled on me— a million suns are ablaze with light, whole realm of darkness now turned bright whose dwelling is the light of setting suns.	Pearl Poet, Pearl, Line 97 (1400) Kabir, Songs of Kabir, Verse 97 (1448) Wu Ch'eng-en, Journey to the West, Ch. 97 (1518) William Wordsworth, "Tintern Abbey" Line 97 (1798)
Renounce your will, and yours are joys— With joy— but not in chains to pine. The rainbow never tells me Death is perhaps an intimate friend.	Goethe, Lyrist: 100 Poems, Poem 97 (1832) Lord Byron, "Prisoner of Chillon" Lines 97 (1816) Emily Dickinson, 97th Poem (1859) Emily Dickinson, 97th New Poem (1876)
Earth is no use anymore to the wanderer: world moves, but earth's stone is unshaken. A drink that bubbles in empty glasses— some luminous thing has happened—	Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets, Sonnet 97 (1960) Poem 97, Collected Poems of Kenneth Koch (2002) Tomas Tranströmer, Selected Poems, Poem 97 (1987) Robert Bly, Stealing Sugar from the Castle, Poem 97 (2013)
whatever must be learned— Sunflower Burning Bush, Evergreen Wanderer, Weeping Crescent Moon— within the body a lake of bliss.	Kay Ryan, 97th poem "Learning" in The Best of It (2010) Numerology: "Sunflower Burning Bush" = 97, "Evergreen Wanderer" = 97, "Weeping Crescent Moon" = 97 Jane Hirshfield, Women in Praise of the Sacred (1994)   cites in 97th poem, Mirabai's "body is the ocean" (1565)