Happy May Day To All !!
Yo Yo Ma
This is a beautiful video with a background of nature's sounds and quotations.
Fifteen minutes- to reflect on and say thank you to God for this beautiful world.
Stirrings of Spring. Yes, I know that today it's officially the first day of Summer but as we didn't really have a Spring here, it still seems appropriate.
From The Macro to The Micro
Pollen from a variety of common plants: Sunflower, Morning glory, Hollyhock, Lily, Primrose and Castor bean. The image is magnified x500 and falsely coloured. The bean shaped grain in the bottom left corner is about 50 μm long.
When one is united to the core of another,
to speak of that is to breathe the name hu,
empty of self and filled with love.
As the saying goes,
“The pot drips what is in it.”
Rumi
James Taylor and Yo Yo Ma - Here Comes The Sun
The May Magnificat |
Gerard Manley Hopkins |
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MAY is Mary’s month, and I | |
Muse at that and wonder why: | |
Her feasts follow reason, | |
Dated due to season— | |
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Candlemas, Lady Day; | 5 |
But the Lady Month, May, | |
Why fasten that upon her, | |
With a feasting in her honour? | |
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Is it only its being brighter | |
Than the most are must delight her? | 10 |
Is it opportunest | |
And flowers finds soonest? | |
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Ask of her, the mighty mother: | |
Her reply puts this other | |
Question: What is Spring?— | 15 |
Growth in every thing— | |
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Flesh and fleece, fur and feather, | |
Grass and greenworld all together; | |
Star-eyed strawberry-breasted | |
Throstle above her nested | 20 |
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Cluster of bugle blue eggs thin | |
Forms and warms the life within; | |
And bird and blossom swell | |
In sod or sheath or shell. | |
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All things rising, all things sizing | 25 |
Mary sees, sympathising | |
With that world of good, | |
Nature’s motherhood. | |
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Their magnifying of each its kind | |
With delight calls to mind | 30 |
How she did in her stored | |
Magnify the Lord. | |
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Well but there was more than this: | |
Spring’s universal bliss | |
Much, had much to say | 35 |
To offering Mary May. | |
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When drop-of-blood-and-foam-dapple | |
Bloom lights the orchard-apple | |
And thicket and thorp are merry | |
With silver-surfèd cherry | 40 |
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And azuring-over greybell makes | |
Wood banks and brakes wash wet like lakes | |
And magic cuckoocall | |
Caps, clears, and clinches all— | |
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This ecstasy all through mothering earth | 45 |
Tells Mary her mirth till Christ’s birth | |
To remember and exultation | |
In God who was her salvation. | | | | | |
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