
We are communing with the moon and the stars,
But alas, we have not reached the heart of our neighbor.
- #SantDarshanSingh
(1921-1989)
O chestnut tree, great rooted blossomer,
Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?
O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,
How can we know the dancer from the dance?
- Yeats
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@saraflacci.bsky.social
Happy #ThickTrunkTuesday, Susan!
@sdcushing.bsky.social
How are you?
Will you please pour me a cup of your #BlueBrew #coffee?
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Trees are the earth's endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.
#poetry #tagore #trees #mysticpoetry
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We are communing with the moon and the stars,
But alas, we have not reached the heart of our neighbor.
- #SantDarshanSingh
(1921-1989)
#poetry #mysticpoetry
pic:
#ScienceOfSpirituality
sos.org
I was blessed to hear him recite this poem, in person, several times.
#GreenSat π± #ColorADay
#ColourADay π± #ImageAndVerse
"Yesterday is gone and its tale told.
Today new seeds are growing."
- Rumi
Stringbeans in #Lisle #Illinois
(suburb of #Chicago),
August 2026.
Photo by friend.