Evening, Wisdom and Beauty

What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.
Aristotle



Stern
grandfather
mountain visages,
serious in age,
tired in their cracks,
rising up
to the sky
with
breathtaking
craggy faces,
a lifetime of
working,
growing,
battling,
nurturing.

Softened occasionally,
by the cool
green,
alive in the
mountain breeze,
grandmotherly
spaces,
soft,
and flowering
through the ages.

And the little ones ,
come rushing by,
gurgling,
splashing,
jumping over rocks,
with
a breathtaking dive
into the
exciting
ice cold
hotly exciting,
Pool of Life,
below.....
Posted by Ugich Konitari to Sylvia From Over The Hill at June 2, 2010 7:28 PM

Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts.
Rachel Carson





The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him with his friendship.
Ralph Waldo Emerson



Friendship isn't a big thing - it's a million little things.
Author Unknown