I shall always remember this morning as one of the most beautiful canoeing days that Edwin and I spent on the rivers, one of quiet harmony in nature as well as between friends....A song sparrow, perched on a dead branch over the water, carols his version of "God's in his heaven, all's right with the world." He may only be declaiming his territory, nothing more, but to us, his listeners, there is a lilt of joy and summer.
I shall always remember this morning as one of the most beautiful canoeing days that Edwin and I spent on the rivers, one of quiet harmony in nature as well as between friends....A song sparrow, perched on a dead branch over the water, carols his version of "God's in his heaven, all's right with the world." He may only be declaiming his territory, nothing more, but to us, his listeners, there is a lilt of joy and summer.
Ann Zwinger, A Conscious Stillness