where shall we get religion?

beneath the open sky, the sphere of crystal silence surcharged with deity

the midnight earth sends incence up, sweet with the breath of prayer

go out beneath the naked light and get religion there

sam walter foss



~translate~

does anyone know some kind of widget that can translate this blog into German so a friend of mine can read my blog?

8 comments:

Kadeeae said...

Laoi,

Google has a translater, not sure how good it is though?

http://translate.google.com/


*H*

Twiggy said...

Hi
I find this site quite useful

http://babelfish.yahoo.com/

love
Twiggy x

Tina said...

I think you can use the google or babelfish online translator to get the gist of what is written but I haven't come across something yet that makes really useful sentences... Let me know if you need me to translate, I'd love to help!
Hugs
Tina

Ancestral Celt said...

Don't use the ones on blogger, as they seem to break quite often. Instead, use this one from Google. I've found it useful over the last few weeks. Not perfect, but you get the gist.

Ancestral Celt said...

I see you installed a translator. Did it help your friend?

laoi gaul~williams said...

AC...this is really weird but i cannot see the translator on my blog!!!

Ancestral Celt said...

It's in the top left hand corner.

laoi gaul~williams said...

AC, how odd...i cannot see it when i view my blog but when i go into layout there it is!

Song of Amergin


I am a stag of seven tines,

I am a flood across a plain,

I am a wind on a deep lake,

I am a tear the sun lets fall,

I am a hawk above the cliff,

I am a thorn beneath the nail,

I am a wonder among flowers,

I am a wizard: who but I

sets the cool head aflame with smoke?

I am a spear that roars for blood,

I am a salmon in a pool,

I am a lure from paradise,

I am a hill where poets walk,

I am a boar, ruthless and red,

I am a breaker threatening doom,

I am a tide that drags to death,

I am an infant: who but I

peeps from the unhewn dolmen arch?

I am the womb of every holt,

I am the blaze on every hill,

I am the queen of every hive,

I am the shield for every head,

I am the tomb of every hope.
All things share the same breath~the beast, the tree, the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

Chief Seattle


Johney Gaul~1915

Johney Gaul~1915
1890-17 september 1918~France



The beauty of the trees,the softness of the air,the fragrance of the grass,speaks to me.

The summit of the mountain,the thunder of the sky,the rhythm of the sea,speaks to me.

The strength of the fire,the taste of salmon,the trail of the sun,and the life that never goes away,they speak to me.

And my heart soars."


Chief Dan George