“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.” -Hermann Hesse, Wandering
I spent part of my afternoon chasing bubbles in the sunshine.
Atchison, KS, June 2009.
“Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.” ~Albert Einstein
Back to the grind.. Warnock Lake, Atchison, KS, March 2012.
A Ritual to Read to Each Other by William Stafford
If you don’t know the kind of person I am
and I don’t know the kind of person you are
a pattern that others made may prevail in the world
and following the wrong god home we may miss our star.
For there is many a small betrayal in the mind,
a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break
sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood
storming out to play through the broken dyke.
And as elephants parade holding each elephant’s tail,
but if one wanders the circus won’t find the park,
I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty
to know what occurs but not recognize the fact.
And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy,
a remote important region in all who talk:
though we could fool each other, we should consider—
lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark.
For it is important that awake people be awake,
or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep;
the signals we give—yes or no, or maybe—
should be clear: the darkness around us is deep.
March 17, 2012.
A flowering tree in my front yard.
I’m still on a William Stafford kick– just received two books in the mail and am awaiting a third..
Yes by William Stafford
It could happen anytime, tornado,
earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen.
Or sunshine, love, salvation.
It could, you know. That’s why we wake
and look out ~ no guarantees
in this life.
But some bonuses, like morning,
like right now, like noon,
like evening.