As I Stood And Watched The Mists

If You Would Know Strength And Patience, Welcome The Company Of Trees.

Listen To It, And You Are Hearing The Mighty Currents Of The Air Rushing Down The Latitudes Of The Earth, Currents From The Mackenzie And The Athabasca And The Saskatchewan, And From The Prairies And The White Tundra. It Is A Homeless Wind, Forever On The Move.

All Our Yesterdays Are Summarized In Our Now, And All The Tomorrows Are Ours To Shape.

October Is The Fallen Leaf, But It Is Also A Wider Horizon More Clearly Seen. It Is The Distant Hills Once More In Sight, And The Enduring Constellations Above Them Once Again.

Time After Time ... Today's Crisis Shrinks To Next Week's Footnote To A Newly Headline Disaster.