In Praise of Prayer Outdoors

Poorer is he who has no tree outside a window
to observe the inexhaustible power of creation;
unable to watch the comings and goings of nature,
one is bereft of an integral part of their soul, those
poetical lines of life containing glimpses of truth;
the marriage of man to nature is not consummated
by erecting edifices to His glory, but by stillness,
by letting the celestial rotate gloriously above and
earth heave and undulate below; by embracing
the infinite changes of nature curving round him,
not the craven carvings of mankind blinding his
vision of God’s handiwork by poking out his
eyes with the sharpened stick of depredation.