"Reading about nature is fine,
but if a person walks in the woods
and listens carefully,
he can learn more than what is in books
for they speak with the voice of God."
George Washington Carver
Nature is my inspiration as well as my connection with the Divine. I try to walk three to four miles per day and not because of any dedication to fitness. When I slowly explore my surroundings, I grow aware of the little buds on trees, flowers sprouting up, and the grass turning green. The sunshine feels so good on my face that it brightens my spirits and uplifts my soul. The sounds of the birds make me feel happy and light hearted. The beauty of nature is unmistakable evidence of the miracles created by the Divine.
The brilliance of the sun and the magic of nature distract me from responsibilities of my day, and a flow of inspiration begins to cascade through my mind. Elaborate words rich in texture and rhyme begin to take form in my mind. They gently link together as though they were old friends embracing and falling into symmetrical lines of excitement and joy.
I walk faster to my home, propel myself through the door, and let the outpouring of sentences spill onto the page, knowing that all will be lost if I pause for long. The words that come tumbling out in perfect time and space bring me delight and my place in the Universe springs alive! I am blessed with a magical connection that cannot be denied.
As the sun sets and darkness falls, a silent cadence spreads through nature in preparation for sleep. The moon begins a haunting song, a lullabye just for me. The wind whistles through the trees beckoning my body into a sleeper's pose. The twinkling stars keep perfect watch as I fall into my dreams.
A new dawn arrives reflecting light on my window sill. With eager heart I shed my gown and jump into my clothes. I stretch my body and descend the stairs, each step carrying me deeper into the essence of the natural world. I breathe my heart open and embrace the pregnant silence anticipating nature's new message that in the darkness has fallen from the stars.
I walk faster to my home, propel myself through the door, and let the outpouring of sentences spill onto the page, knowing that all will be lost if I pause for long. The words that come tumbling out in perfect time and space bring me delight and my place in the Universe springs alive! I am blessed with a magical connection that cannot be denied.
As the sun sets and darkness falls, a silent cadence spreads through nature in preparation for sleep. The moon begins a haunting song, a lullabye just for me. The wind whistles through the trees beckoning my body into a sleeper's pose. The twinkling stars keep perfect watch as I fall into my dreams.
A new dawn arrives reflecting light on my window sill. With eager heart I shed my gown and jump into my clothes. I stretch my body and descend the stairs, each step carrying me deeper into the essence of the natural world. I breathe my heart open and embrace the pregnant silence anticipating nature's new message that in the darkness has fallen from the stars.
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