Showing posts with label trees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trees. Show all posts

Sunday, May 11, 2014

In Due Season ~

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 the arrival of spring
 seems slow
this year
perhaps
 it is
 my patience
that is wanting
*  *  *
For the vision is yet for an appointed time,
 but at the end it shall speak,
 and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it;
 because it will surely come, it will not tarry.
Habakkuk 2:3
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Friday, September 6, 2013

What Do You See? ~

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Faith sees a beautiful blossom in a bulb,
 a lovely garden in a seed,
 and a giant oak in an acorn.
William Arthur Ward
*  *  * 
and I suspect the  squirrel
 and the chipmunk
see dinner

Friday, April 19, 2013

Reflecting ~

April 19, 2011
*  *  *
"Our thoughts are quieter than rivers,
 Our loves are simpler than the trees,
 Our prayers deeper than the sea."
 Thomas Merton
*  *  *
the ice hasn't gone
 off of the lakes
 yet this year
*  *  *
Ecclesiastes 3:1
 

Sunday, September 9, 2012

A Housing Project ~

 a housing project
in the making
The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Don't despise the day
of
small beginnings
~
a thought
from

Monday, January 23, 2012

Bowing Boughs ~


“Listen to the trees talking in their sleep,"
she whispered,
as he lifted her to the ground.
"What nice dreams they must have!”
L.M. Montgomery
Anne of Green Gables

Monday, January 2, 2012

Preparation ~

  
Winter Trees
by
William Carlos Williams
|| || ||
all the complicated details
of the attiring
and
the disattiring
are completed
a
liquid moon
moves gently among
the long branches
thus having prepared
their buds
against a sure winter
the wise trees
stand sleeping
in the cold

Friday, March 11, 2011

Endless Effort ~

"trees
 are the
earth's endless effort
 to speak
to the listening heaven"

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Branching Out ~

A Quote
"Have you ever noticed a tree standing naked against the sky,
  How beautiful it is?
   All its branches are outlined, and in its nakedness
  There is a poem, there is a song.
  Every leaf is gone and it is waiting for the spring.
  When the spring comes, it again fills the tree with the music of many leaves,
 Which in due season fall and are blown away.
  And this is the way of life." 
Krishnamurti

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Being ~




in the stillness
  quiet

in the beauty
  joy

in the light
  strength

Monday, November 9, 2009

For a great day ~

Living structure ...

Clarity in reflection ...

  Purpose with passion ...

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Transition ~

"Come," said the Wind to the leaves one day.

"Come over the meadow and we will play.

Put on your dresses of red and gold.

For summer is gone and the days grow cold."
and
time
marches on

and on



Friday, October 2, 2009

Wisdom in the woods

If trees could talk ...


I suspect this one
would have
quite a lot to say

   
You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; 
the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, 
and all the trees of the field 
will clap.

Isaiah 55:12