Hold your hands out over the earth as over a flame. To all who loveÂÂ
her, who open to her the doors of their veins, she gives of herÂÂ
strength, sustaining them with her own measureless tremor ofÂÂ
dark life. Touch the earth, love the earth, honor the earth, herÂÂ
plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in herÂÂ
solitary places. For the gifts of life are the earth’s and they areÂÂ
given to all, and they are the songs of birds at daybreak, OrionÂÂ
and the Bear, and dawn seen over ocean from the beach.
-  Henry Beston (1888-1968)







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