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If I were to choose the sights, the sounds, the fragrances I most would want to see and hear and smell--among all the delights of the open world--on a final day on earth, I think I would choose these: the clear, ethereal song of a white-throated sparrow singing at dawn; the smell of pine trees in the heat of the noon; the lonely calling of Canada geese; the sight of a dragon-fly glinting in the sunshine; the voice of a hermit thrush far in a darkening woods at evening; and--most spiritual and moving of sights--the white cathedral of a cumulus cloud floating serenely in the blue of the sky.
Topics
- Voice
- Moving
- Thinking
- Singing
- Ifs
- Canada
- Darkening
- Noon
- Animal
- Finals
- Song
- Nature
- Thrush
- Floating
- White
- Heat
- Delight
- Clouds
- Sky
- Blue
- Evening
- Sound
- Sparrows
- Clear
- Smell
- Dawn
- Dragons
- Earth
- Sight
- Woods
- Calling
- Ethereal
- World
- Pine Trees
- Tree
- Want
- Geese
- Cathedrals
- Sunshine
- Hermits
- Fragrance
- Lonely
- Spiritual