Friday, May 31, 2013

So Long, May...



The month of May wears a green skirt
And holds her lap of flowers,
Then skipping lightly on her way
Leaves warm and sunny hours.

White Garlic (Allium sativum)


She dresses woods and vales in green,
Throws daisies on the hill,
Then treading softly in the glade
She dissipates the chill.

White Garlic (Allium sativum)

And alder tree lets down her hair
Reflected in the pool;
The mountain paths wear silver veils
When early morns are cool.

White Garlic (Allium sativum)
We've longed for Spring: now she has come
With warmth and laughter gay,
To wake the world and bless the earth
This flowery month of May!
~Stella Craft Tremble

Friday, May 24, 2013

Spring Illumination

Spring...

Sound the Flute! 
Now it's mute.
Birds delight
Day and Night.
Nightingale
In the dale
lark in Sky
Merrily
Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year

Little Boy
                  Full of joy. ~William Blake


There is nothing more musical than a sunset. He who feels what he sees will find no more beautiful example of development in all that book which, alas, musicians read but too little - the book of Nature. ~Claude Debussy


When I admire the wonders of a sunset
or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.
~Mahatma Gandhi


A beautiful sunset that
was mistaken for a dawn.
~Claude Debussy


There's never one sunrise the same
or one sunset the same.
~Carlos Santana


Thursday, May 23, 2013

Garden Aria


A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer,
it sings because it has a song.
~Lou Holtz


Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and  yet sings, knowing she hath wings. ~Victor Hugo


I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how not to dance. ~E.E. Cummings


Each bird must sing with his own throat. ~Henrik Ibsen
 

Why do birds sing in the morning? It's the triumphant shout: "We got through another night!" ~Enid Bagnold



Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Shimmer Wings

When once you have tasted flight, you will forever
walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward,
for there you have been, and there
you will always long to return.
~Leonardo Da Vinci



Given angel's wings, where might you fly?
In what sweet heaven might you find your love?
Unwilling to be bound, where might you move,
Lost between the wonder and the why?...
~Nicolas Gordon


I pick the prettiest part of the sky
and I melt into the wing and then into the air,
till I'm just soul on a sunbeam.
~Richard Bach


My soul is in the sky. ~William Shakespeare


Monday, May 20, 2013

Garden Flight


The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn't it be?
It is the same the angels breathe.
~Mark Twain


The butterfly is a flying flower... ~Ponce Denis Ecouchard Lebrun



Flying without feathers is not easy;
my wings have no feathers.
~Titus Maccius Plautus



Angels can fly because they carry
no burdens.
~Eileen Elias Freeman


Sunday, May 12, 2013

A Mother's Garden

A mother is a gardener of God,
tending to the hearts of her children.
Her seeds are God's truth,
her hoe is discipline, 
her watering can is grace,
and her sunshine is love.
~Roy Lessin





...God's love has been poured out in our hearts 
through the Holy Spirit who was given to us. ~Romans 5:5


Children will always remain in a mother's heart, 
no matter how big they become 
or how far away they move. ~Roy Lessin



Teach me Your way, Lord,
and I will live by Your truth.
Give me an undivided mind
to fear Your name.
~Psalm 86:11




Happy Mother's Day!

Saturday, May 11, 2013

A Mother's Teaching



All that I am or hope to be, 
I owe to my mother. 
~Abraham Lincoln



A mother's teaching 
impacts a child's mind,
influences a child's choices,
motivates a child's direction,
inspires a child's faith,
shapes a child's will,
and enlightens a child's heart.
~Roy Lessin
  

I will instruct you and show you the way to go;
with My eye on you, I will give you counsel.
~Psalm 32:8


With heart and voice,
With hands and face,
No one can take a mother's place.
~Roy Lessin