Never without light.

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stars

God made the moon to reflect the sun, even when we can’t see it, the stars so brilliant that we perceive them even at infinite distance. He never leaves us alone in the darkness.

Man and nature, our timeless companion.

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Having a nature day lol! I spent the morning weeding in the allotment (perfect weather) and the afternoon reading Chinese poems. Here’s one to share.
 
Watching the Waterfall at Lushan.
In sunshine, Censer Peak breathes purple vapor
Far off hangs the cataract, a stream upended:
Down it cascades a sheer three thousand feet –
As if the shining river (milky way) were falling from Heaven!
 
(Li Bai – he sure knew how the portray nature!)

Rain after drought.

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The earth has drunk to saturation

The thirsty soil is quenched at last.

Hard packed ground becomes soft, yielding.

Plants rejoice,

The mighty trees breathe a sigh of ecstasy.

Grass, scorched and brown, brings forth tender shoots.

So much abundance.

Moisture seeps down deep.

It runs in channels seeking lowly places.

The humble receive first.

Air, cleansed by the torrent,

Becomes fresh, invigorating.

Enhancing lungs that stand inhaling.

Even so shall it be

When the full spirit of the Lord descends

To encompass the earth at His return.

 

 

Life passage.

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The way is long and winding in this endless path of life

Of change you can be certain, of envyings and strife.

You carry in your backpack full many change of clothes

To wear amid the endless, ever-changing course of roles.

 

Sometimes the road seems pleasant and pleasing to the eye

The fields around are fertile as you go whizzing by.

Sometimes an empty dessert where nothing will take root

The seeds you toss just wither and never end in fruit.

 

Sometimes the wind is blowing and screaming in your face

Apposing forces leaping come all spinning in their race

And in opposing motion they briefly take you back

Reeling from their actions (that’s not written on the map!)

 

Sometimes ground’s firm beneath you, each onward step resolves

All things unto your purpose, life’s trials and problems solves.

Sometimes it’s wet and boggy not easy to the stride

And you must leave behind you the things that you would hide.

 

But ever in life’s purpose proceed upon this road

You know the clock is ticking, so shoulder on that load.

Each trial it has a purpose, each heavy wind that blows

Will tone those bones and sinews make strong the inner soul.