Fool Messages
81. And fairy month of waking mirth from whom our joys ensue thou early gladder of the earth thrice welcome here anew with thee the bud unfolds to leaves the grass greens on the lea and flowers their tender boon receives to bloom and smile with thee82. We do not ask what useful purpose the birds do sing for song is their pleasure since they were created for singing similarly we ought not to ask why the human mind troubles to fathom the secrets of the heavens the diversity of the phenomena of nature is so great and the treasures hidden in the heavens so rich precisely in order that the human mind shall never be lacking in fresh nourishment
83. O thou with dewy locks who lookest down thro the clear windows of the morning turn thine angel eyes upon our western isle which in full choir hails thy approach o spring the hills tell each other and the listening valleys hear all our longing eyes are turned up to thy bright pavilions issue forth and let thy holy feet visit our clime come oer the eastern hills and let our winds kiss thy perfumed garments let us taste thy morn and evening breath scatter thy pearls upon our lovesick land that mourns for thee
84. The seasons like greater tides ebb and flow across the continents spring advances up the united states at the average rate of about fifteen miles a day it ascends mountainsides at the rate of about a hundred feet a day it sweeps ahead like a flood of water racing down the long valleys creeping up hillsides in a rising tide most of us like the man who lives on the bank of a river and watches the stream flow by see only one phase of the movement of spring each year the season advances toward us out of the south sweeps around us goes flooding away to the north
85. Certain miracles that i beheld there have haunted my memory ever since a gray april morning of sirocco when the almond blossoms the flaming tulips the young green of the vines hung as if painted on the motionless air a summer night when the roses had an unearthly pallor under a halfeaten moon whose ghostliness was somehow one with their perfume and with the phosphorescence of dew tipping their petals a day when the trees stood part submerged in fog into which leaves dropped slowly slowly one after another and sank out of sight
86. In celtic tradition the night of april 30 was thought of as the darkest of the year when witches flew to frighten spawning evil throughout the land in response people pounded on kettles slammed doors cracked whips rang church bells and made all the noise they could to scare off the corruption they imagined to be moving on the moist air they lit bonfires and torches and witch proofed their houses with spring boughs such vigils were kept throughout the night until the rising of the maydawn
87. Ahh the wide almond groves in full white flower stunning in the morning sun old naked winter in his garb of grays and browns has run forsythia blooms come and go in the blink of a yellow eye then suddenly mysteriously green erupts and we sigh
88. In snowbound voiceless mountain depths to herald spring pine trees sound in tune
89. In the glow of the dawn welcome a new day greet the golden sunlight or rain nature in all its subtlety whip of the wind earth unfolds softly falling rain growing plants and buds blossoming visions of the earth with glories of nature beauty of the daffodils sunshine and rain from a rainbow awe nature in full bloom
90. To what purpose april do you return again beauty is not enough you can no longer quiet me with the redness of little leaves opening stickily i know what i know the sun is hot on my neck as i observe the spikes of the crocus the smell of the earth is good it is apparent that there is no death but what does that signify
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