Your hills, O Earth, your snow-clad mountain peaks, your forests, may they show us kindliness… Impart to us vitalising forces that come, O Earth from deep within your body, your central point, your navel, purify us wholly.
-Vedas "Atharva Veda"
Your hills, O Earth, your snow-clad mountain peaks, your forests, may they show us kindliness… Impart to us vitalising forces that come, O Earth from deep within your body, your central point, your navel, purify us wholly.
This earth is a garden, The Lord its gardener, cherishing all, none neglected.
Summer set lip to earth’s bosom bare, and left the flushed print in a poppy there.
Be aware of the contact between your feet and the earth. Walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet.
Service to others is the rent you pay for your room here on earth.
While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
Even after all this time the sun never says to the Earth, “You owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that, it lights the whole sky.
The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof, the world and those who dwell therein.
The earth we abuse and the living things we kill will, in the end, take their revenge; for in exploiting their presence we are diminishing our future.