Brown birds in fleets
above the woodlands;
morning sun with wings unfolding
Willow songs, like wings unending;
"thank you God," we sing.
  -JK

...beauty is life when life
unveils her holy face.
But you are life
and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity,
and you are the
mirror
 -Gibran

back to dawn

noon above the woods i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

...now the ears of my ears awake and
and now the eyes of my eyes are opened 


          -e.e. cummings