Leaves and blossoms Along the Way: A Poem

‘Anything that touches…’

October 29, 2016

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Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way: A Poem

If you're John Muir you want trees to 
live among. If you're Emily, a garden
will do. 
Try to find the right place for yourself. 
If you can't find it, at least dream of it. 

   ~                                        

When one is alone and lonely, the body
gladly lingers in the wind or the rain, 
or splashes into the cold river, or
pushes through the ice-crusted snow. 

Anything that touches. 

   ~                                      

God, or the gods, are invisible, quite
understandable. But holiness is visible, 
entirely. 

   ~                                       

Some words will never leave God's mouth, 
no matter how hard you listen.  

   ~                                       

In all the works of Beethoven, you will 
not find a single lie.

   ~                                     

All important ideas must include the trees,
the mountains, and the rivers. 

  ~                                          

To understand many things you must reach out 
of your own condition. 

  ~                                        

For how many years did I wander slowly 
through the forest. What wonder and 
glory I would have missed had I ever been
in a hurry!

  ~                                         •

Beauty can both shout and whisper, and still
it explains nothing. 

  ~                                     •

The point is, you're you, and that's for keeps.

[Photo: Lopez Island, San Juan's, Washington]
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