Omul bun si pomul verde: Anotimpurile trec, copacii raman. Sau ... nu

duminică, 4 mai 2008

Anotimpurile trec, copacii raman. Sau ... nu

Uitandu-ma la televizor zilele acestea am observat campania demarata de PRO TV impotriva taierii ilegale a copacilor. O initiativa destul de buna. Poate nu este totusi prea tarziu sa traga cineva un semnal de alarma in legutura cu aceasta problema. Sper numai sa nu fie doar o strategie de atragere a audientei. Dar chiar si asa este bine din cand in cand sa ne "izbeasca" cineva cu capul de realitate. Singura problema este ca durerea nu o simte cine trebuie, ci tot oamenii cu bun simt, carora le mai pasa catusi de putin de mediul in care traiesc.

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Scrido spunea...: cred ca durerea o sa o resimta si urmasii celor care "nu recicleaza" dar poate atunci se vor gasi alte modalitati eficiente de a produnce O2 :); 11 mai 2008 la 18:13

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Think Like a Tree

by Karen I. Shragg

Soak up the sunAffirm life's magic
Be graceful in the wind
Stand tall after a storm
Feel refreshed after it rains
Grow strong without notice
Be prepared for each season
Provide shelter to strangers
Hang tough through a cold spell
Emerge renewed at the first signs of spring
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky
Be still long enough tohear your own leaves rustling.

TREES

By Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafyarms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosomsnow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

The Heart of the Tree

By Henry Cuyler Bunner(1855 - 1896)

What does he plant who plants a tree?
He plants a friend of sun and sky;
He plants the flag of breezes free;
The shaft of beauty, towering high.
He plants a home to heaven anigh
For song and mother-croon of bird
In hushed and happy twilight heard -
-The treble of heaven's harmony -
-These things he plants who plants a tree.
What does he plant who plants a tree?
He plants cool shade and tender rain,
And seed and bud of days to be,
And years that fade and flush again;
He plants the glory of the plain;
He plants the forest's heritage;
The harvest of a coming age;
They joy that unborn eyes shall see -
-These things he plants who plants a tree.
What does he plant who plants a tree?
He plants, in sap and leaf and wood,
In love of home and loyalty
And far-cast thought of civic good -
-His blessing on the neighborhood
Who in the hollow of His hand
Holds all the growth of all our land -
-A nation's growth from sea to sea
Stirs in his heart who plants a tree.

Omul bun si pomul verde

duminică, 4 mai 2008

Anotimpurile trec, copacii raman. Sau ... nu

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