“Here is calm so deep, grasses cease waving. . . Wonderful how completely everything in wild nature fits into us, as if truly part and parent of us. The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. The trees wave and the flowers bloom in our bodies as well as our souls, and every bird song, wind song, and; tremendous storm song of the rocks in the heart of the mountains is our song, our very own, and sings our love.”
Note: “Mountain Thoughts”, written by Muir during the 1870s, were collected by Linnie Marsh Wolfe and published in John of the Mountains (1938).
Have a BEAUTIFUL day! G
Originally posted on January 30, 2013 by Ginger.