Thought for today:
"There is a beauty in the world where waters fall freely and blossom grows on mountain sides above the clouds; a world where sunrise beckons all earths colours in its painted skies and sunset settles down all countryside and bids the creatures of its grasses and hedgerows pleasant dreams.
And while night descends and cloaks the passage of our earthly dreams, Nature and nocturnal life arises to fill earth's still space. Through movement of night breeze, bats bounce through its dark corridor as a band of crickets dance in the ground grasses below to the beat of eardrum irritation as their neighbouring grasshoppers rattle in cheap delight. Owls hoot their wisdom both near and far, proclaiming, 't'wit-to-who' ever it may concern, you're never too old to learn.'
And then as dawn draws ever closer and the daylight hours loom large once more, rabbits scurry to their daytime bolt-holes and hyenas from the African plains howl out their deadly presence to near dead prey.
Then daytime beauty returns to the earth once more as the never-ending water wheel turns full circle in rotational drive as Nature's dawn chorus of early birds are gradually drown with a cacophony of earthly beasts in the form of man." William Forde: May 19th, 2014.
"There is a beauty in the world where waters fall freely and blossom grows on mountain sides above the clouds; a world where sunrise beckons all earths colours in its painted skies and sunset settles down all countryside and bids the creatures of its grasses and hedgerows pleasant dreams.
And while night descends and cloaks the passage of our earthly dreams, Nature and nocturnal life arises to fill earth's still space. Through movement of night breeze, bats bounce through its dark corridor as a band of crickets dance in the ground grasses below to the beat of eardrum irritation as their neighbouring grasshoppers rattle in cheap delight. Owls hoot their wisdom both near and far, proclaiming, 't'wit-to-who' ever it may concern, you're never too old to learn.'
And then as dawn draws ever closer and the daylight hours loom large once more, rabbits scurry to their daytime bolt-holes and hyenas from the African plains howl out their deadly presence to near dead prey.
Then daytime beauty returns to the earth once more as the never-ending water wheel turns full circle in rotational drive as Nature's dawn chorus of early birds are gradually drown with a cacophony of earthly beasts in the form of man." William Forde: May 19th, 2014.
