Aspens in Fall by Henry Percy
The same stream of life
that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world
and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy
through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass and breaks into
tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked
in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death
in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious
by the touch of this world of life
and my joy is from the life-throb of ages
dancing in my blood this moment.
~ Rabindranath Tagore
‘It is imperative to maintain portions of the wilderness untouched
so that a tree will rot where it falls,
a waterfall will pour its curve without generating electricity,
a trumpeter swan may float on uncontaminated water
– and moderns may at least see what their ancestors knew
in their nerves and blood.’
~Bernand De Voto
Shared by the Wilderness Society on Twitter
I am the Earth, the Earth am I.
Soil, Root and Fern
Let us remember within us
The ancient clay,
Holding the memory of seasons,
The passion of the wind,
The fluency of water,
The warmth of fire,
The quiver-touch of the sun
And shadowed sureness of the moon.
That we may awaken,
To live to the full
The dream of the Earth
Who chose us to emerge
And incarnate its hidden night
In mind, spirit, and light.
In Praise of Earth
We live in a world alive with holy moments.
We need only take the time to
bring these moments into the light.