Shining in you…
A few words from John Muir (the Father of Our National Parks)…
…something I like listening to when it’s been a tough week.
My world is a better place after listening to a guy who’s always talking about mountains and trees and birds and flowers and rivers flowing out of your heart.
The cold, clear cry in the first three sentences splashes me instantly awake.
…every bird song,
wind song,
and tremendous storm song
of the rocks
in the heart
of the mountains…
…is our song.