Summer set lip to earth’s bosom bare, and left the flushed print in a poppy there.
-Francis Thompson "Francis Thompson"
Summer set lip to earth’s bosom bare, and left the flushed print in a poppy there.
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent school-masters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.
Never forget that you are one of a kind. Never forget that if there weren’t any need for you in all your uniqueness to be on this earth, you wouldn’t be here in the first place.
The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof, the world and those who dwell therein.
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.
The churning separates the butter from the milk. In the same manner, through cosmic processes and upheavals of heat and cold, the five fundamental elements - earth, water, fire, air and space were separated and Earth, this Ball of Butter, emerged as the product of the churning.
You were placed on this earth to create, not to compete.
This earth is a garden, The Lord its gardener, cherishing all, none neglected.
The meteorites of 1908 and 1947 had struck uninhabited wilderness; but by the end of the 21st century there was no region left on Earth that could be safely used for celestial target practice.