I breathe in the soft, saturated exhalations of cedar trees and salmonberry bushes, fireweed and wood fern, marsh hawks and meadow voles, marten and harbor seal and blacktail deer. I breathe in the same particles of air that made songs in the throats of hermit thrushes and gave voices to humpback whales, the same particles of air that lifted the wings of bald eagles and buzzed in the flight of hummingbirds, the same particles of air that rushed over the sea in storms, whirled in high mountain snows, whistled across the poles, and whispered through lush equatorial gardens…air that has passed continually through life on earth. I breathe it in, pass it on, share it in equal measure with billions of other living things, endlessly, infinitely.
Richard Nelson, The Island Within
Sunday, September 25, 2016
Sunday - Saying Yes to the World
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3 comments:
-happy sigh-
I see that I left the same comment here, as on the last post.
I am not simply copying and pasting these words, as comment, on all post. (Haven't we all seen such done, at some time, in blogging?) No! I mean these words!
And more than one post, can evoke a happy sigh.
Just saying.... :-)
Luna Crone
you always share such soulful beauty ...
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