Mourning Dove

“I hold it true that thoughts are things 
Endowed with bodies, breath, and wings, 
And that we send them forth to fill 
The world with good results - or ill. 

 That which we call our secret thought 
Speeds to the earth's remotest spot, 
And leaves its blessings or its woes 
Like tracks behind it as it goes. 

 It is God's law. Remember it 
In your still chamber as you sit 
With thoughts you would not dare have known, 
And yet made comrades when alone. 

 These thoughts have life; and they will fly 
And leave their impress by-and-by, 
Like some marsh breeze, whose poisoned breath 
Breathes into homes its fevered breath. 

 And after you have quite forgot 
Or all outgrown some vanished thought, 
Back to your mind to make its home, 
A dove or raven, it will come. 

 Then let your secret thoughts be fair; 
They have a vital part and share 
In shaping worlds and moulding fate -- 
God's system is so intricate.” 
 ― Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Robin Watching

“The lure of the distant and the difficult 
is deceptive. 
The great opportunity is where you are.” 
 ― John Burroughs


Burning Brightly

Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, 
a torch flung to the trees. 
~ Faith Baldwin



The Measure of Leaves

"Leaves drift softly earthward toward the grass
 Spring and summer blend from green to gold ...
Corby Magnuson, The Measure of Leaves

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Foggy Morning Along The Road

There are no shortcuts 
to any place worth going. 
~ Beverly Sills

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Autumn Squirrel

"The average squirrel cogitation 
goes something like this: 
I wonder what there is to eat.” 
 ― Kate DiCamillo

I'm quite a bit like the squirrel as I'm always wondering the same thing :) 

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