withered woods

If you don't like how things are, change it! You're not a tree.

Jim Rohn

april´s charm

When April scatters charms of primrose gold 
Among the copper leaves in thickets old, 
And singing skylarks from the meadows rise, 
To twinkle like black stars in sunny skies; 

When I go forth on such a pleasant day, 
One breath outdoors takes all my cares away; 
It goes like heavy smoke, when flames take hold 
Of wood that's green and fill a grate with gold. 
William Henry Davies

the forest

The path of sound credence is through the thick forest of skepticism.

George Jean Nathan Read

human nature

The good (wo)man is the friend of all living things.

Mahatma Gandhi

karoline

time passing

Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind. 

                                                           Nathaniel Hawthorne

silent melody

The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible. 

Oscar Wilde