Nature quote by Muriel Strode

Fiona Anderson Photography

I know the thrill of the grasses when the rain pours over them. I know the trembling of the leaves when the winds sweep through them.

I know what the white clover felt as it held a drop of dew
pressed close in its beauteousness.

I know the quivering of the fragrant petals at the touch of
the pollen-legged bees.

I know what the stream said to the dipping willows, and what
the moon said to the sweet lavender.

I know what the stars said when they came stealthily down and crept fondly into the tops of the trees.
Muriel Strode, "Creation Songs"