Quotes About Nature

Poetry strengthens that faculty which is the organ of the moral nature of man, in the same manner as exercise strengthens a limb.

Oh for a seat in some poetic nook, Just hid with trees and sparkling with a brook!

The poet is blithe and cheery ever, and as well as nature.

He moves in darkness as it seems to meNot of woods only and the shade of trees.

Nature never did betrayThe heart that loved her.

So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to the world.And live your life.

If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree it had better not come at all.

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art--Not in lone splendour hung aloft the nightAnd watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite.

You do not have to be good.You do not have to walk on your kneesfor a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

O that our dreamings all, of sleep or wake, Would all their colours from the sunset take.

Over the inter glaciers, I see the summer glow, And, through the wild-piled snowdrift, The warm rosebuds below.

Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast.

Petals don't ask Where to landThey just fall With grace.

So we found the end of our journey.So we stood, alive in the river of light, Among the creatures of light, creatures of light.

When you become a raindrop in your mind Thunder is the closest friend you may find Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust Everything you will bear once you adjust

Poetry is emotion put into measure. The emotion must come by nature, but the measure can be acquired by art.

you cross the field in the snow leaving tracks in perfect whiteness ...disturbing my placid universe...marking the landscape within me ...

Poetry of the universe is written with flowers and the lights of love on a canvas we call earth.

The clouds above us join and separate, The breeze in the courtyard leaves and returns.Life is like that, so why not relax?Who can stop us from celebrating?

i hugged myself as a child & told Myself that everything was perfect in the petrichor The smell of pure innocence & earthy & earthly Innocence that stays in the clothes I only wear on good days…

I tossed a stone into the Sea To see what it would do for me And the ripples went out And became ocean waves To return to the Sea inside of me

The color of the flower has faded, while I lost myself in idle thought in this long rain / ???? ??????? ????? ??????? ???????

Would the mountain cherry blossoms return my affection for there is no one else out here. /????? ?????? ?? ?????? ??????

Swift waters parted by the jagged rocks are joined at river's end. / ????? ?????? ??? ?????? ???????