This is beauty of thought expressed so simply.
Thanx as always, Dar Sahib, for reminding us poets of our truest calling. Don't ever quit, plz.
Patience Taught By Nature by Elizabeth Barrett Browning'O DREARY life,' we cry, ' O dreary life ! 'And still the generations of the birdsSing through our sighing, and the flocks and herdsSerenely live while we are keeping strifeWith Heaven's true purpose in us, as a knifeAgainst which we may struggle ! Ocean girdsUnslackened the dry land, savannah-swardsUnweary sweep, hills watch unworn, and rifeMeek leaves drop year]y from the forest-treesTo show, above, the unwasted stars that passIn their old glory: O thou God of old,Grant me some smaller grace than comes to these !--But so much patience as a blade of grassGrows by, contented through the heat and cold.
I just remembered that another bird gave me and my son reason to smile all day: she is a little blue and white parakeet named Gretel and she somehow got a feather on top of her nose which stuck to her nose all day long. She looked like some sort of royalty unawares.
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