September 05, 2003


"What I know in my bones is that I forget to take time to remember what I know. The world is holy. We are holy. All life is holy. Daily prayers are delivered on the lips of breaking waves, the whisperings of grasses, the shimmering of leaves."
- Terry Tempest Williams

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 their hands.
- Isaiah 55:12

Posted by fred1st at September 5, 2003 05:52 AM | TrackBack

"And this our life, exempt from public haunt,
finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
sermons in stones, and good in everything."
--W. Shakespeare

Posted by: Curt at September 5, 2003 10:44 AM


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