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My Green Morning

  • Posted Oct. 29, 2008 by Kim Viewed 2461 times

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“When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When the air does laugh with our merry wit, And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.”

Lord Byron

Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,
No birth, identity, form–no object of the world.
Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing;
Appearance must not foil, nor shifted sphere confuse thy brain.
Ample are time and space–ample the fields of Nature.
The body, sluggish, aged, cold–the embers left from earlier fires,
The light in the eye grown dim, shall duly flame again;
The sun now low in the west rises for mornings and for noons continual;
To frozen clods ever the spring's invisible law returns,
With grass and flowers and summer fruits and corn.


by Walt Whitman
(1819-1892)

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    • # Carol

      ...Beautiful post Kim....I am all white..check out my blog ........this morning we woke up to S N O W ....ha ha ha ha but I love snow.....

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    • # Maria

      Great shots in the woods. The reflective and shimmering water is fantastic. :)

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    • # Tom

      Wow looks like the delpta behind where I live very cool shots

      2008.10.29 Edited Reply Cancel