Earth Thoughts 09-11-08

Thought of the Day

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

~ Joyce Kilmer ~


“Trees,” 1914

Work With Nature

Quote of the Day

“Man has been endowed with reason,
with the power to create,
so that he can add to what he’s been given.
But up to now he hasn’t been a creator,
only a destroyer.
Forests keep disappearing, rivers dry up,
wild life’s become extinct, the climate’s ruined
and the land grows poorer and uglier every day.”

~ Anton Chekhov
(1860-1904)

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Is It Too Late?

Quote of the Day
“The Earth can no longer be healed on a physical level.
Only a spiritual healing can change the course
of the probable futures of mankind…”

~Tom Brown Jr.~
The Quest: One Man’s Search for Peace, Insight, and Healing in an Endangered World

Thought for the Day
With $4.00 or more per gallon gas, environmental catastrophes, global warming and the melting of the polar ice caps I would think that more people would realize that it is us, humans, that are

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Black Elk Speaks, Circle Power

Thought for the Day

You have noticed that everything an Indian does in a circle,
and that is because the Power of the World always works in circles,
and everything tries to be round.

In the old days all our power came to us from the sacred hoop
of the nation and so long as the hoop was unbroken the people
flourished. The flowering tree was the living center of the hoop,
and the circle of the four quarters nourished it. The east gave peace
and light, the south gave warmth, the west gave rain and the north
with its cold and mighty wind gave strength and endurance. This
knowledge came to us from the outer world with our religion.

Everything the power of the world does is done in a circle.
The sky is round and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball
and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls.
Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours.
The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon
does the same and both are round. Even the seasons form a great
circle in their changing and always come back again to where they were.

The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is
in everything where power moves. Our teepees were round like the
nests of birds, and these were always set in a circle, the nation’s hoop,
a nest of many nests, where the Great Spirit meant for us to hatch our children.

Black Elk, Holy Man of the Oglala Sioux 1863-1950

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