“Freedom is what you do
with what’s been done to you.”
Jean-Paul Sartre
Category Archives: Red Fork Falls
The Source
Red Fork Falls
“When you drink the water, remember the spring.”
Chinese Proverb
Wish I Had Four Hours
“I think that I cannot preserve my health and spirits,
unless I spend four hours a day at least –
and it is commonly more than that –
sauntering through the woods and over the hills and fields,
absolutely free from all worldly engagements.”
Henry David Thoreau, 1817-1862
American author, naturalist, philosopher
Best known for “Walden” and “Civil Disobedience”
Languid Nature
Red Fork Falls, Unicoi, TN
“Nor rural sights alone, but rural sounds,
Exhilarate the spirit,
and restore The tone of languid nature.”
William Cowper, 1731-1800
English poet
Prayers for/from a Friend
Red Fork Falls, Unicoi
“We are standing in the palm of God’s hand;
when our hearts are aching, God understands.
Our world responds to the Lord’s command;
we are standing in the palm of God’s hand.
No problem is too large, no concern too small;
our Heavenly Father wants to have them all.
He asks that upon His name we call.
Our Lord is creator, master over all.
He knows of our endeavors, the challenges, the trials.
He sees our sacrifice and self denial.
He gives us strength and helps us smile.
He carries us over the longest mile.
Things might not go as we had planned –
We might wander before the promised land,
but we have not built our house on sinking sand;
we are standing in the palm of God’s hand.
“The Lord delights in the way of the man
whose steps he had made firm;
though he stumbles, he will not fall,
for the Lord upholds him with his hand.”
Psalm 37:23-24
Jan Loveday
February 4, 1986
Make the Most
Creek near Red Fork Falls, Unicoi County, TN
“I make the most of all that comes,
And the least of all that goes.”
Sara Teasdale, 1884-1933
American lyrical poet
How should it know?
Red Fork Falls, Unicoi County, TN
“And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for
an early release — out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level,
to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand
with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?”
Carl Sandburg, 1878-1967
“Good Morning America”
American poet, historian, novelist, and folklorist
Lived in Flat Rock, NC
