It Is Only When We Are Aware

Poetry Is As Necessary To Comprehension As Science. It Is As Impossible To Live Without Reverence As It Is Without Joy.

Nature Is A Part Of Our Humanity, And Without Some Awareness And Experience Of That Divine Mystery Man Ceases To Be Man.

The Leaves Fall, The Wind Blows, And The Farm Country Slowly Changes From The Summer Cottons Into Its Winter Woods.

Hold Your Hands Out Over The Earth As Over A Flame. To All Who Love Her, Who Open To Her The Doors Of Their Veins, She Gives Of Her Strength, Sustaining Them With Her Own Measureless Tremor Of Dark Life. Touch The Earth, Love The Earth, Honor The Earth, Her Plains, Her Valleys, Her Hills, And Her Seas; Rest Your Spirit In Her Solitary Places. For The Gifts Of Life Are The Earth's And They Are Given To All, And They Are The Songs Of Birds At Daybreak, Orion And The Bear, And Dawn Seen Over Ocean From The Beach.

The Creatures With Whom We Share The Planet And Whom, In Our Arrogance, We Wrongly Patronize For Being Lesser Forms, They Are Not Brethren, They Are Not Underlings, They Are Other Nations, Caught With Ourselves In The Net Of Life And Time, Fellow Prisoners Of The Splendour And Travail Of The Earth.