The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof, the world and those who dwell therein.
This earth is a garden, The Lord its gardener, cherishing all, none neglected.
While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
The meteorites of 1908 and 1947 had struck uninhabited wilderness; but by the end of the 21st century there was no region left on Earth that could be safely used for celestial target practice.
You were placed on this earth to create, not to compete.
The earth we abuse and the living things we kill will, in the end, take their revenge; for in exploiting their presence we are diminishing our future.
Begin with yourself. There is no time to waste. It is your duty to do your part to bring God’s kingdom on earth.
A disciple in training will comprehend this earth, the realm of death and the realm of the gods. A disciple in training will investigate the well-taught Path of Virtue, even as an expert garland-maker picks flowers.
Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent school-masters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.
Summer set lip to earth’s bosom bare, and left the flushed print in a poppy there.
