GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;
Give me a field where the unmow’d grass grows;
Give me an arbor, give me the trellis’d grape;
Give me fresh corn and wheat—give me serene-moving animals, teaching content;
Give me nights perfectly quiet, as on high plateaus west of the Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars…
~ Walt Whitman (1819–1892)
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Breathtaking photo and equally breathtaking poem! Love this post!
I’m squarely aligned with you!
That’s so beautiful. Could be Montana (or any other place on the prairies). When the wind blows, the grasses undulate like waves of the ocean and make the most soothing swishing sound.
… or Alberta 🙂
Yes, or Alberta!
“grasses undulate like waves of the ocean…” Yes!
the clarity of this photo is so outstanding, i feel like i can reach out and touch the softness of the wheat
Terry, picture made my head snap back. I wish I knew photographer’s name. Couldn’t make it out.
I love sunsets and I love Walt Whitman. One of the first books I owned as a child was his Leaves of Grass. Thanks for sharing this post.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Hi Francine. Yes. Whitman is new to me…but growing on me (as I age). 🙂
The birds flying makes me think to push forward to a greater destiny. Thank you so much for the post : )
Thank you
Beautiful! Thanks for sharing! 😉
Thanks!
Simply perfect…
Thanks Mimi
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Beautiful…
Isn’t it!
Lovely–made me think of home–I grew up in the fertile, black plains of central Illinois. Thx for rousing fond memories David….
Thanks Lori.
What worthy gifts of nature to request!
🙂
Give me the eye to enjoy the perfect beauty of nature.. 😉 Nice one 🙂
Thanks!….