Thursday, January 26, 2012

Natural Music




   Natural Music
~Robinson Jeffers~


The old voice of  the ocean, the bird-chatter of little rivers,
(Winter has given them gold for silver
To stain their water and bladed green for brown to line their
     banks)
From different throats intone one language.
So I believe if we were strong enough to listen without
Divisions of desire and terror
To the storm of the sick nations, the rage of the hunger-smitten
      cities,
Those voices also would be found
Clean as a child's; or like some girl's breathing who dances
       alone
By the ocean-shore, dreaming of lovers.




image found here.

12 comments:

  1. Good message, beautiful poem and image.
    Have a great day.
    Always, Queenie

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  2. Very beautiful !!! Thank you so much for sharing.
    Have a wonderful day.

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  3. Hello Lady Moss ...we hope that you and yours are well....
    ...your friend ...the Doctor

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  4. So beautiful Vivienne ;o) Blessings my friend ;o)

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  5. That was a beautiful, thought-provoking poem and photograph.

    Blessings,

    Victoria

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  6. Beautiful poem and lovely picture to go with it.

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  7. this beautiful , I just found you from magic crow love,

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  8. Found you via MagicLoveCrow & pleased I dropped by, the words combined with that image is just magic :)

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  9. You find the most stunning images to go with your posts!

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  10. Hi everyone.

    I'm glad you liked the poem and pic. I wish the world could understand this message. it would be a lot better palce to live.

    Blessings, V.

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  11. So very beautiful..both the image and words ..pure poetry...pure magic!!
    Thankyou!
    V2

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  12. Such a wonderful poem and stunning image.
    Truly enchanting :)

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