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A Day In June

“And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days.

Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
and, over it, softly her warm ear lays.

Whether we look or whether we listen,
we hear life murmur or see it glisten.

Every clod feels a stir of might,
an instinct within it that reaches and towers.
And, groping blindly above it for light,
climbs to a soul in grass and flowers.

The flush of life may well be seen
thrilling back over hills and valleys.

The cowslip startles in meadows green,
the buttercup catches the sun in its chalice.
And there’s never a leaf nor a blade too mean
to be some happy creature’s palace.”


“We are happy now because God wills it;
no matter how barren the past may have been,
’tis enough for us now that the leaves are green;
we sit in the warm shade and feel right well.”

“We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing
that skies are clear and grass is growing.”
“Tis as easy now for the heart to be true
as for grass to be green or skies to be blue.”

James Russell Lowell

This was one of my favorite poems when I took English Literature in high school.  It seems a perfect accompaniment to the pictures from our trip to Carova yesterday.

~These Days Of Mine~