"I will now allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak tenderly to her." --Hosea 2:14

Tuesday, June 21, 2011


When on a Summer's Morn by William Henry Davies
"When on a summer's morn I wake,
And open my two eyes,
Out to the clear, born-singing rills
My bird-like spirit flies.

To hear the Blackbird, Cuckoo, Thrush,
Or any bird in song;
And common leaves that hum all day
Without a throat or tongue.

And when Time strikes the hour for sleep,
Back in my room alone,
My heart has many a sweet bird's song --
And one that's all my own."
Painting by Lawrence Alma Tade

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