Thursday, April 18, 2013

See A World...

To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand , And eternity in an hour. 
~William Blake


Every creature is better alive than dead, men and moose and pine trees, and he who understands it aright will rather preserve its life than destroy it. ~Henry David Thoreau


And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. 
~William Shakepeare


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Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Not Just A Weed...


"I am not just a weed in the garden..." 
It whispers on the wind.
Yellow petals shimmer softly. 
They are tiny amber faces with little bright fingers waving quietly in the afternoon sun. 
Sandy blooms sway to the birdsong drifting on the breeze. 
In a brief moment they are captured by time and each blossom winks a smile then continues bathing in the golden light.
"I am not just a weed in the garden..." 
It whispers.



Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~Chief Seattle, 1855


The old Lakota was wise. He knew that man's heart away from nature becomes hard; he knew that lack of respect for growing, living things soon led to lack of  respect for humans too. ~Chief Luther Standing Bear


You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of your grandfathers. So that they will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is rich with the lives of our kin. Teach your children what we have taught our children, that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth. If men spit upon the ground, 
they spit upon themselves. ~Native American Wisdom






Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Little Green Lizard



The care of the Earth is our most ancient and most worthy, and after all our most pleasing responsibility. To cherish what remains of it and to foster its renewal is our only hope. ~Wendell Berry


Why should man expect his prayer to be heard by What is above him when he shows no mercy to what is under him? ~Pierre Troubetzkoy




When one tugs at a single thing in nature, 
he finds it attached to the rest of the world. ~John Muir



A little green lizard may not look like much, but he maintains a balance within his special ecosystem. This balance affects us all. Each little life is important on the Earth. Help take care of them. ൠ


Monday, April 15, 2013

Green Things Growing...



There is an appointed time for everything.
And there is a time for every event under heaven---
A time to give birth, and a time to die;
A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. ~Ecclesiastes 3:1-2









O the green things growing, the green things growing,
The faint sweet smell of the green things growing!
I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve,
Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing.
~Dinah Maria Mulock Craik




When one tugs at a single thing in nature, 
he finds it attached to the rest of the world. ~John Muir






Thursday, April 11, 2013

Blue Flame...White Flame...




How many million Aprils came
before I ever knew
how white a cherry bough could be,
a bed of squills, how blue
And many a dancing April
when life is done with me,
will lift the blue flame of the flower





and the white flame of tree
Oh burn me with your beauty then,
oh hurt me tree and flower,
lest in the end death try to take
even this glistening hour...
                                                            ~Sara Teasdale


The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven-
All's right with the world!
~Robert Browning









Monday, April 8, 2013

Spring in April



Flower god, god of the spring, beautiful, bountiful,
Cold-dyed shield in the sky, lover of versicles, 
Here I wander in April

Cold, grey-headed; and still to my
Heart, Spring comes with a bound, Spring the deliverer,
Spring, song-leader in woods, chorally resonant;
Spring, flower-planter in meadows,
Child-conductor in willowy
Fields deep dotted with bloom, daisies and crocuses:

Here that child from his heart drinks eternity:
O child, happy are children!
She still smiles on their innocence,
She, dear mother in God, fostering violets,
Fills earth full of her scents, voices and violins:

Thus one cunning music
Wakes old chords in the memory:
Thus fair earth in the Spring leads her performances.
One more touch of the bow, smell the virginal
Green - one more, and my bosom
Feels new life with an ecstasy.
                                                                                  
~Robert Louis Stevenson













Tuesday, April 2, 2013

April Showers

 
The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shawl and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again.
~Mathilde Blind 


Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain
~Langston Hughes