“Among the trees” When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily. I am so distant from the hope of myself, in which I have…
“A message from a Calliope Hummingbird” Is it a moth? So quick and small… Perhaps a dragonfly… or a butterfly in the distance? What an amazing existence! Zipping and darting through flowers At this early hour! What a discovery! It’s the tiniest forest hummingbird That I have ever observed! The calliope hummingbird, A…
Camping by the lake In the early hours of the morning light I opened my eyes and I could suddenly see A gaggle of majestic wild geese Silently grazing by our site… Then Mamma appeared With her three downy soft chicks All so curious, following near, While mimicking all her moves…
I would my soul were like the bird That dares the vastness undeterred. Look, where the bluebird on the bough Breaks into rapture even now! He sings, tip-top, the tossing elm As though he would a world overwhelm. Indifferent to the void he rides Upon the wind’s eternal tides. He tosses gladly on the…
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A very beautiful film produced by Sylvie Rokab and published on UpliftTV! It is described on their site in this way: “The winner of 27 awards, this film reveals how a relationship with nature ignites a sense of meaning and wonder so profound that it touches us at…
Be a good listener
Eat plenty of greens
Let your dreams multiply
Know when to be still
-The old man meditates and sighs dissolving his self into the iridescent vibrations of Tai´Chi.
If starry space no limit knows
And sun succeeds to sun,
There is no reason to suppose
Our earth the only one.
Get out of your cocoon
Take yourself lightly
Look for the sweetness in life
Take time to smell the flowers
Sow seeds of kindness.
Listen to “sage” advice.
Don’t let little things “bug” you.
All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks
Are life eternal: and in silence they
Speak happiness beyond the reach of books;
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
and we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
for the children, they mark, and the children, they know,