You’ll wait a long, long time for anything much
To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud
And the Northern Lights that run like tingling nerves.
The sun and moon get crossed, but they never touch,
Nor strike out fire from each other nor crash out loud.
The planets seem to interfere in their curves
But nothing ever happens, no harm is done.
We may as well go patiently on with our life,
And look elsewhere than to stars and moon and sun
For the shocks and changes we need to keep us sane.
It is true the longest drought will end in rain,
The longest peace in China will end in strife.
Still it wouldn’t reward the watcher to stay awake
In hopes of seeing the calm of heaven break
On his particular time and personal sight.
That calm seems certainly safe to last to-night.
Robert Frost – West-Running Brook, 1928
HANNA'S WALK 
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem and photograph, Hanna. Both are soothing for the soul!
Thank you, Tanja! I felt the same way reading the great poem of Robert Frost in a time of big change.
Una bellísima foto, Hanna. Gracias por ella.
Saludos.
Hi Isabel. Thanks for that!!
Frost is one of my favorites. Did you pick him because of the frost on the ground? 😀
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Hi Fred. Frost is one of mine too:
The Road not taken
But if you so much as dare to speak
Acquainted With The Night
This is a brilliant Robert Frost poem On Looking Up By Chance At The Constellations. He is brilliant at making profound statements in simple, understated language.
Hi Ash. Thanks for that!!