A Date With Nature...
The memmory of you is found in the dew of the grass. my stride, wett and cold.
Watching blue / green liquid dance in jars...
The sunlight gently makes its way upoon my horizon.
Will you visit me today...
Sage burnning ....
Blue eyes meets waves of evolution.
A Tree from a root...
the branch from a trunk...
and the blossom from a twig...
Nature has revealed herself to me...
I bow to her process...
How can one posibly feel so dead inside bearing witness to such beauty?
Oh, I have chanted 108 times ....
Like a snake, I am shedding new skin,
waiting for an answer time and time again...
When will I awake?
When will I feel?
When will I be free?
Nature calls and I respond...
I belive in her...
For she is holding me just like a mother holds a child.
close but free...
