It is “poetry month”, I found out from my daughter’s blog. She is attempting to blog a poem a day. I won’t promise to go that far, but I will try to post some of my favourite poetry and poets.
It is also Jane Goodall’s 80th birthday today. It keeping with my joy of spring arriving, my pleasure in long nature walks and my determination to ensure that my grandchildren have nature to enjoy I thought this was an apropos poem to share.
THE OLD WISDOM
When the night wind makes the pine trees creak
And the pale clouds glide across the dark sky,
Go out my child, go out and seek
Your soul: The Eternal I.
For all the grasses rustling at your feet
And every flaming star that glitters high
Above you, close up and meet
In you: The Eternal I.
Yes, my child, go out into the world; walk slow
And silent, comprehending all, and by and by
Your soul, the Universe, will know
Itself: the Eternal I.
It also helps to remind me that Jane’s children’s book Dr. White is republished and comes out this week. Perfect gift for grandchildren from a dog loving Mimi.