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Listen in the east and listen in the west, but listen! That is the everlasting God!

This stillness murmuring in my ear is the blood of all nature seething, is God weaving through the world and through me.

Knut Hamsun (1859-1952)

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Never was such a summer seen!Twice the swans new eggs have laid,twice the wild flowers budded green,twice the rowan blooms displayed!

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Omastrand, Hardanger

The sea rests quietly by the shore,in jocose mood from such a calm,

The flowers laughed, the sky smiled more,like a wife with a new babe on her arm.

Halvor Heyerdahl (1825-1900)

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Wherever I turn my gaze, surmisingwhat lies beyond those distant hillsbrightly glow the clouds suspended

over the sunset evening still.

5

Kjerag, Lysefjorden

But no thoughts so far need wandernaught of longing or desireit gives joy enough to linger

in this place here.Arne Paasche Aasen (1901-1978)

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Heaven and Earth -what is the one and what is the other?One is filled to the brim with the other

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Tuf to - Bakka, Nærøyfjorden

at such an hour,with such a rush of wellbeing.

Tarjei Vesaas (1897-1970)

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The sun glides off over earth and sky,

fruit of my fecund mind:

I quicken: the world is new and lush!

I am the procreative seed,

I am the first word.

Arnulf Øverland (1889-1968)

Preikestolen

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Briksdalsbreen

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Our Earth, wanderer round the Sun’s bright fire,

can but to Nature’s ends aspire,

with her laws comply, conceive no wishes

save this one thing : to transmute Spring

and Summer once more into Autumn’s courses,

a way that Nature to repose will bring!

Hence Earth, through the heavens star-like bound,

with seeds is wondrously wreathed around.

Herman Wildenvey (1885-1959)

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Life has a plan here. The weary go from usand the paths they have trodden are soon overgrown.

People may die, but the care of this well-orderedfarm will fall to their heirs down the years.

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High and aloof lies the old farmstead,facing the east and each coming day.

Halldis Moren Vesaas (1907-1995)

Skagef lå, Geirangerfjord

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Sky above and skerries.A new summer day.

Granite-grey hillcrests,White lighthouse there ...

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Waves on the shore unfold -world ablaze with gold!

Oh ecstasy. Rolf Hiorth-Schøyen (1887-1932)

Havsøya - Hisøy, Arendal

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You were the windI am a boatwithout wind.

You were the wind.

Kvitsøy

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Was that the course I was to follow?Who asks for the course

with such a wind!

Olav H. Hauge (1908-1994)

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Nærheim, Jæren

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Morning hovers over the land

Mist softly cradles the secluded scene

Now day can come over grass and stone

Bringing its people.

Helge Torvund

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