There is pleasure in the pathless woods; There is rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes; By the deep sea, and music in its roar… – Lord Byron There is a remarkable grandness to be discovered walking alone in nature. The poignant vastness is akin to wandering through gallery after gallery …
Category Archives: nature
Wonders of the Universe
The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe about us, the less taste we shall have for destruction. Rachel Carson Yesterday I was wandering the beach and saw something bobbing around in the surf. At first I mistook it for a jellyfish, but upon closer inspection I …
In Order to Survive
For most of history, man has had to fight nature to survive; in this century, he is beginning to realize that, in order to survive, he must protect it. – Jacques-Yves Cousteau Too much of human society has become far removed from the natural world. Whole cultures are stagnating under the sterile weight of mass …
Life and Death are One
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one. Kahlil Gibran Life and death are connected one to the other along infinite paths. This gull’s remains provide evidence of the eagle’s feeding. All life converts death into life. We are sustained by sacrificing the life-spark of other beings. So-called …
True Joy of Life
This is the true joy of life – the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one, the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown to the scrap-heap; the being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish clod of ailments and grievances. George Bernard Shaw As far as …
We Sit Here Stranded
We all sit here stranded, though we’re all doin’ our best to deny it. Bob Dylan No matter how far we may roam, we all came from somewhere and a portion of our heart, large or small, yearns to remain attached somehow to the source of our genesis. Making our way gingerly at first, all …
The Repose of Nature
There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature. Henry David Thoreau Setting forth into nature, anxieties slowly melt away. As my footsteps spread out across the sand, elements of the natural world begin to replace the artificial reality which sustains me. Wild rhythms liberate …
A Poem without Words
A picture is a poem without words – Horace Walking along the bottom of the ocean at low tide is thrilling. There is a downward slope to the coast that tugs ever so gently at ones pant cuffs. Walking up slope towards the beach one can feel the pull of gravity shift as if it …
