A brisk and early Saturday morning in the woods...
by Wendell Berry
I part the out thrusting branches
and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees
and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees
Though I am silentthere is singing around me.
Though I am dark
there is vision around me.
there is vision around me.
Though I am heavy
there is flight around me.
there is flight around me.
2 comments:
Add (Valeri Gorbachev's) *Where's the Apple Pie?* to your list of favorite apple books. No learning there, but lots of fun!
Always looking for good reads for little ones! I'll check it out on our next library trip.
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