Quote, 05/12/12/

anneliese_32(6)May 12, 2012

For a hundred years I breathe and live, the flower of beauty and the bread of kindness.

I am the friendly shade in the noonday heat of summer, and I stand pencilled against the winter twilight, a silhouette for dreams. At dawning in the spring I am filled with song, the host to a thousand birds, and I decorate the autumn with pagentry and color.

Then comes the woodsman with his axe.

And still I serve.

I am the timber that builds your boat; the rafters of your cathedrals; the choirstalls of your church enriched by the magic of your carver's fingers. I am the beam that holds your house; the door of your homestead, and the lintel too. I am the handle of your hoe; the wood of your cradle; the bed on which your lay; the board of your table and the board for your bread.

When I am living, harm me not.

When I am dead, respect me and use me kindly.


Testimony of the Tree

(If somebody knows the author, please let me know)

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A great finale, Anneliese - I would add: I heat your home.
This tree-hugge5r loves that

    Bookmark   May 12, 2012 at 9:25AM
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Beautiful end to a great week, thanks much. If only puny man would live by these thoughts that come to the best of us.

    Bookmark   May 12, 2012 at 9:46AM
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