Saturday, July 18, 2009
A walk in the silent woods is not silent at all. Stand still and
listen. The thump of a downy woodpecker on a hollow log, the tiny
hooves of a deer scooting through last season's leaves, and best of
all, the soft rumble of thunder and the spatter of drops on the broad
leaf of the hickory. These are remedies for a weary soul and tranquil
moments for a tired body. Who knows, if we stand still and listen - we
may hear an angel's wings.
~ Today I send a voice for the people in despair. ~
BLACK ELK - SIOUX HOLY MAN
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