The little cares that fretted me,
I lost them yesterday,
Among the fields, above the sea,
Among the winds at play;
Among the lowing of the herds,
The rustling of the trees;
Among the singing of the birds,
The humming of the bees.

The foolish fears of what may happen,
I cast them all away
Among the clover-scented grass,
Among the new-mown hay;
Among the rustling of the corn,
Where drowsy poppies nod,
Where ill thoughts die and good are born
Out in the fields with God.



*Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Thunder crackles in the sky
Fleeting pictures of lightning flash when I close my eyes
The rain fights against the glass
I lay quiet waiting for the weather to **pass

Home Is Where The Lilacs Bloom In Late May,
Feeding The Hungry Which Drink Only Nectar,
Home Is Where I Can Hear What The Timber Say,
But Here The Trees Are Hushed By Anguish

Home Is Where The Stream Bubbles Soft,
Where The Night Is Filled With Music,
Home Is Where Birds And Dreams Fly Aloft,
When The Sunrise Ripens The Skies

Home Lies A Long Way Away,
Where The Stars Litter The Sky,
Home Is Where The Heart Lies,
So I Dwell With No Heartbeat

Sydney Victoria

Nature sings of Thee
The song of the clear bubbling creek
And the birds that warble sweetly in the trees
The breeze that sings as it dances through the air
The thunder when it rumbles
During a thunderstorm
The raindrops when it waltzes on my window
And kittens when they mew and purr
And lightening when it flashes in the sky
They all sing of Thee, most Holy One
The waterfalls of cold clear water
Sings so sweetly of Thee, most Holy One
That I cry
The Fairies when they dance and sing at Night
They sing of Thee
The crickets and katy-dids and Locusts too
They all sing of Thee
The wind when it stirs the tall grass
Sign of a thunderstorm
Sings of Thee, most Holy One
The little springs large or small
Sings so sweetly of Thee, most Holy One
The tiny little brooks
They sing a song of Thee
The Angels with their harps on high
Always and forever sing of Thee, most Holy One
The Majestic oceans and the endless seas
Forever sing of Thee,
Amen.

*~Marian~

The Moon glides daintily across the Night
The Fairies dance in the pretty Night sky
The Moon's like a lantern putting forth light
That lightens up the sweet Night sky so high
The Moon is like a bowl full of sweet dreams
That takes you on a journey so lovely
A dream dreamt beside the cool mountain stream
A dream that I can see very clearly
This is such a beautiful peaceful Night
And sweet little fireflies come out to dance
And as they dance they shine their little lights
This peaceful Night I'm dreaming in a trance
The Moon is smiling from way up above
And he is filling the Night with his love

*~Marian~

The sweet perfume of lilacs
Drift across the air
Filled with the song of birds
Singing in the branches
Of tall strong trees
A little hollow of lilacs
Is where we held
Those beautiful tea parties
On the fresh spring ground
Petals dancing in the breeze
Little dainty tea cups
Tinkling
Little delicate sweets
Put upon beautiful plates
As we sat in the hollow of lilacs

**~Marian~

The breeze slightly stirred
The beautiful trees
The sun would come out
Only to take a peek of Nature's beauty
Then vanish behind the veil of celestial sky
Such a beautiful day it is
And I really think it is
A beautiful one
Nobody seemed
To notice
The beauty
That I did
On that
Lovely
Day

*~Marian~