... Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes,
...
Imagine the world if we treated it with the reverence it deserves.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
A Friday Evening Thought
I came upon this excerpt of a much longer poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning on Owen's blog this morning in his Daily Literary Quote section.
... Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes,
...
Imagine the world if we treated it with the reverence it deserves.
... Earth’s crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes,
...
Imagine the world if we treated it with the reverence it deserves.
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ReplyDeleteOn Facebook I follow the goings on of a bear sanctuary in Ontario, and this morning they posted the following with a peaceful photo of two bears sitting together:
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
— Wendell Berry
This is excellent and so reflective of the healing power of nature, Karen, if we will only open our hearts to it. Thank you for conveying this. We have some friends coming to visit starting this evening, but if I have the opportunity, I will post this tonight as an evening thought.
Delete.. a lovely perspective ..
ReplyDeletetho .. should be
'only she.. or he who sees, takes off their shoes'
.. respect for where you are..
or find yourself..
.. awareness ..
concern.. reflection ..
versus presumption ..
..
.. standing near a bouquet of trillium ..
under the white dawn glow of birch
.. suddenly a flight of Canada Geese are overhead..
.. later a red shoulder hawk surveys all underneath..
.. the pilgrims walk home.. or to their car.. stoked..
.. Canada Eh ..
Nicely done, Salamander. I especially like what I interpret as the ironic intrusion of one of nature's despoilers, the car, at the end.
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