summer

Magic birds were dancing

Magic birds were dancing
in the mystic marsh.
The grass swayed with them,
and the shallow waters,
and the earth fluttered under them.
The earth was dancing with the cranes,
and the low sun, and the wind and sky.

~ Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings

Weave for us a garment of brightness

Thus weave for us
a garment of brightness
That we may walk fittingly
where grass is green,
O our mother the earth,
O our father the sky.

~ Native American Prayer (Tewa Pueblo)

Nature brings beauty

Nature brings beauty to every time and season.

~ Author Unknown

An invisible fecundity in all visible things

There is in all visible things an invisible fecundity, a dimmed light, a meek namelessness, a hidden wholeness. This mysterious unity and integrity is wisdom . . . There is in all things an inexhaustible sweetness and purity, a silence that is a foundation of action and joy. It rises up in gentleness and flows out to me from the unseen roots of all created being.

~ from HAGIA SOPHIA by Thomas Merton, thanks to Br. Columba

Finding tongues in trees

And this, our life, exempt from public haunt,
Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.

~ William Shakespeare

Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own

Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own; and from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave, is a succession of changes so gentle and easy we can scarcely mark their progress . . .

~ Charles Dickens

There is a way that nature speaks

There is a way that nature speaks, that land speaks. Most of the time we are simply not patient enough, quiet enough, to pay attention to the story.

~ Linda Hogan

If a person walks in the woods and listens

Reading about nature is fine, but if a person walks in the woods and listens carefully, he can learn more than what is in books, for they speak with the voice of God.

~ George Washington Carver

Earth's crammed with heaven

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God.

~Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The sounds of the living word are louder than the sounds of the machine world

We are all native speakers of the language of life. To talk with what lives, we have to listen patiently and quietly for a long time. We have to listen in a place where we can hear, where the sounds of the living world are louder than the sounds of the machine world. If we have the patience and the silence we can begin to hear. If many of us listen, many of us will hear. We will learn the language of the living Earth, and it will become our language again.

~ from A FIELD GUIDE TO THE SOUL by James Thornton
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