nature

Nature does us good, my dear Vaughan, It soothes our soul with a solemn and slow song, She doesn’t choose the blue but all the colors, A deserted field is deeper than our eyes. Nature does us good, my dear Vaughan, She soothes our hearts with a sovereign and calm song, Thousand giants fight against the impetuous skies, What is the use of quarrelling? The world is boring, Nature does us good, my dear Vaughan, In Utah, all the silences are slow music, The prelude of the 49th parallel, lifts our heavy souls Listening to it, I find the taste of living and praying. PS I give a small tribute to Vaughan williams, 20th century classical composer,