“When a tree has been transplanted, though fierce winds may blow, it will not topple if it has a firm stake to hold it up. But even a tree that has grown up in place may fall over if its roots are weak.” IfsMayHas BeensFallTreeStrengthWindRootsWeakBlowFirmStakesFierce Book:The Writings of Nichiren Daishonin Source: The Writings of Nichiren Daishonin
“It's no go my honey love, it's no go my poppet;Work your hands from day to day, the winds will blow the profit.The glass is falling hour by hour, the glass will fall for ever,But if you break the bloody glass you won't hold up the weather.” IfsHandsFallHoursBreakWindGlassesProfitBlowWeatherHoneyBloodyDay To Day Author:Louis MacNeice
“There whil'st the world prov'd prodigal of breath, the headless trunks lay prostrated in heaps; this field of funerals sacred unto death, did paint out horror in most hideous shapes: whil'st men unhors'd, horses unmast'red, stray'd, some call'd on those whom they most dearly lov'd, some rag'd, some groan'd, some sigh'd, roar'd, promis'd, pray'd, as blows, falls, faintness, pain, hope, anguish mov'd.” MenWorldWarPainFallFieldsPrayingHorrorShapesRedHorseBreathsSacredLaysPaintBlowFuneralAnguishSighHideousRagsTrunksProdigalsHeadless Author:William Alexander, 1st Earl of Stirling
“O happy, happy morning! O dear, familiar place! / O warm, sweet tears of Heaven, fast falling on my face! / O well-remembered, rainy wind, blow all my care away, / That I may be a child again this blissful morn of May.” WellsMayChildrenCareFacesFallHeavenMorningTearsSweetWindDearBlowWarmFamiliarRememberedRainyHappy MorningFamiliar Places Book:Poems Source: Poems
“The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.” LongStoriesLightFallAnswersDyingWallGloryBlowFlyingShakesLakesLeapEchoesCastlesSummitSplendourSnowyCastle Walls Author:Alfred Lord Tennyson
“The things we now esteem fixed shall, one by one, detach themselves, like ripe fruit, from our experience, and fall. The wind shall blow them none knows whither.” KnowsFallWindFruitBlowEsteemFixedRipeTransienceRipe Fruit Book:Essays, lectures and orations Source: Essays, lectures and orations
“Just a little rain falling all around The grass lifts its head to the heavenly sound Just a little rain, just a little rain What have they done to the rain? Just a little boy standing in the rain The gentle rain that falls for years And the grass is gone and the boy disappears And the rain keeps falling like helpless tears And what have they done to the rain? Just a little breeze out of the sky The leaves nod their heads as the breeze blows by Just a little breeze with some smoke in its eye And what have they done to the rain?” YearsLittlesDoneEyeFallSoundBoysGoneSkyTearsRainStandingEnvironmentalBlowDisappearSmokeLiftsGentleGrassHeavenlyPollutionHelplessBreezeLittle BoysRain FallingGentle RainStanding In The Rain Author:Malvina Reynolds