Chapters 10
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1 01 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by BK 2:16
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from the saddow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory waxing With each spring. Yes, tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree. Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine. So generous, so tender, so benign. Not garrulous like the rivers, and yet free in pleasant converse with the winds and birds. Oh, privilege beyond explaining words to plant a tree. Rocks are majestic, but unlike a tree, they stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore, there sounds the voice of turmoil. But a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest.
Yea. Of all righteous acts, this, this is best, to plant a tree. There is an oak, oh, how I love that tree, which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessing through the spheres to one who gave this triple boon to me, of growing beauty, singing birds. And shade. Wouldst thou win laurels that shall never fade? Go plant a tree.
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2 02 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by DL 1:52
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from the sallow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory waxing with each spring. Yes, tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree. Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine, so generous, so tender, so benign, not garrulous like the rivers, and yet free in pleasant conversation with the winds and birds. O privilege beyond explaining words, to plant a tree. Rocks are majestic. But, unlike a tree, they stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore, there sounds the voice of turmoil. But a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest.
Yea, of all righteous acts, this, this is best, to plant a tree. There is an oak—oh, how I love that tree—which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessing through the spheres to one who gave this triple boon to me. Of growing beauty, singing birds in shade, Wouldst thou, when laurels that shall never fade, go plant a tree?
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3 03 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by EBS 2:18
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from the sallow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory Waxing with each spring. Yes, tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree.
Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine, so generous, so tender, so benign, not garrulous like the rivers, and yet free. In pleasant converse with the winds and birds, O privilege beyond explaining words, To plant a tree.
Rocks are majestic, but unlike a tree, They stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore, There sounds the voice of turmoil. But a tree speaks ever of Companionship and rest. Yea, of all righteous acts, this, this is best, to plant a tree.
There is an oak, oh, how I love that tree, which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessing through the spheres to one who gave this triple boon to me of growing beauty. Singing birds and shade, Wouldst thou win laurels that shall never fade? Go, plant a tree.
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4 04 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by GB 2:07
Guard what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from the sallow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory waxing with each spring. Yes, tis a goodly And a gladsome thing to plant a tree. Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine, so generous, so tender, so benign, not garrulous like the rivers, and yet free in pleasant converse with the winds and birds. Oh, privilege beyond explaining words! To plant a tree. Rocks are majestic, but, unlike a tree, they stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore there sounds the voice of turmoil. But a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest.
Yea, of all righteous acts, this, this is best. To plant a tree. There is an oak. Oh, how I love that tree, which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessing through the spheres to one who gave this triple boon to me, of growing beauty, singing birds, and shade. Wouldst thou win laurels that shall never fade? Go plant a tree.
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5 05 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by GG 2:09
And from this sallow earth to watch it rise, Lifting its emerald branches to the skies In silent adoration and to see. Its strength and glory waxing with each spring. Yes, tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree. Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine. So generous, so tender, so benign. Not garrulous like the rivers, and yet free, in pleasant converse. With the winds and birds. Oh privilege, beyond explaining words, to plant a tree. Rocks are majestic, but, unlike a tree, they stand aloof and silent in the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore. There sounds the voice of turmoil, but a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest. Of all righteous acts, this, this is best, to plant a tree.
There is an oak, oh, how I love that tree, which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessing through the spheres to one who gave this triple boon to me. Of growing beauty, singing birds in shade, wilt'st thou win laurels that shall never fade? Go! Plant a tree.
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6 06 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by LLW 2:09
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from the sallow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory waxing with each spring. Yes, tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree.
Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine, so generous, so tender, so benign, not garrulous like the rivers, and yet free in pleasant converse with the winds and birds. Oh, privilege beyond explaining words! To plant a tree.
Rocks are majestic, but unlike a tree they stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore, there sounds the voice of turmoil. But a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest. Yea, of all righteous acts, this, this is best, to plant a tree. A tree.
There is an oak. Oh, how I love that tree, which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessings through the fears to one who gave this triple boon to me, of growing beauty, singing birds, and shade. Wouldst thou win laurels that shall never fade? Go plant a tree.
And a poem.
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7 07 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by MAS 2:10
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from the sallow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory waxing with each spring. Yes. "'Tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree.
Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine, so generous, so tender, so benign, not garrulous like the rivers, and yet free in pleasant converse with the winds and birds. Oh! Privilege beyond explaining words to plant a tree.
Rocks are majestic, but, unlike a tree, they stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore there sounds the voice of turmoil, but a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest. Yea, of all righteous acts, this. This is best, to plant a tree.
There is an oak—oh, how I love that tree—which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessing through the spheres to one who gave this triple boon to me, of growing beauty, singing birds, and shade. Wouldst thou win laurels that shall never fade? Go plant a tree.
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8 08 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by MK 2:18
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from the sallow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory Waxing with each spring. Yes, tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree. Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine, so generous, so tender, so benign. Not garrulous like the rivers. And yet free in pleasant converse with the winds and birds. Oh, privilege beyond explaining words to plant a tree. Rocks are majestic, but unlike a tree, they stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore, there sounds the voice of turmoil. But a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest.
Yeah, of all righteous acts, this, this is the best, to plant a tree. There is an oak—oh, how I love that tree—which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessing through the spheres to one who gave this triple boon to me. Of growing beauty, singing birds, and shade. Whits thou in laurels that shall never fade? Go, plant a tree.
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9 09 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by MSD 1:48
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from the sallow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory waxing with each spring. Yes, tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree. Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine, so generous, so tender, so benign, not grueless like the rivers, and yet free in pleasant converse with the winds and birds. Oh, privilege beyond explaining words to plant a tree. Rocks are majestic, but unlike a tree, they stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore, there sounds the voice of turmoil, but a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest.
Yea, of all righteous acts, this, this is the best, to plant a tree. There is an oak, oh, how I love that tree, which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessings through the spheres to the one who gave this triple boon to me of growing beauty, singing birds, and shade. Wouldst thou win laurels that shall never fade? Go plant a tree.
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10 10 - Go Plant A Tree - Read by TP 1:43
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, and from this sallow earth to watch it rise, lifting its emerald branches to the skies in silent adoration, and to see its strength and glory waxing with each spring. Yes, tis a goodly and a gladsome thing to plant a tree. Nature has many marvels, but a tree seems more than marvelous. It is divine, so generous, so tender, so benign, not garrulous like the rivers, and yet free in pleasant converse with the winds and birds. Oh, privilege beyond explaining words to plant a tree. Rocks are majestic, but, unlike a tree, they stand aloof and silent. In the roar of ocean billows breaking on the shore, there sounds the voice of turmoil. But a tree speaks ever of companionship and rest.
Yea, of all righteous acts, this, this is best, to plant a tree. There is an oak. Oh, how I love that tree, which has been thriving for a hundred years. Each day I send my blessing through the spheres to one who gave this triple boon to me, of growing beauty, singing birds in shade. Wouldst thou win laurels that shall never fade? Go plant a tree.