The Beauty of Natural Religion
Amid the decay of creeds, love of nature has high religious value. This has saved many persons in this world … It has made them contented and at home wherever they are in nature – in the house not made with hands. This house is their church, the rocks and the hills are the altars, the creed is written in the leaves of the trees, in the flowers of the field and in the sands of the shore. A new creed every day, new preachers and holy days all the week through. Every walk to the woods is a religious rite, every bath in the stream is a saving ordinance. Communion service is at all hours and the bread and wine are from the heart and marrow of Mother Earth. There are no heretics in Nature’s church; all are believers, all are communicants. The beauty of natural religion is that you have it all the time; you do not have to seek it far off in myths and legends, in catacombs, garbled texts, miracles of dead saints or wine-bibbing friars. It is of today, now and here; it is everywhere.
— John Burroughs (born April 3, 1837)
|John Burroughs (1837-1921)|