if you were here now,
too hot to work,
we would sneak away to the seclusion of the stream,
captive to the dancing shadows of the trees,
cut off from the sounds of the world
by the rush of the water
breathe deeply the ozone
feel the cool on your skin,
in front of you an endless emerald forest
dancing with butterfly
decorated with berries
time slips away
life is magic
when we return
our feet are cold from water
our dresses wet from the frolic
our hearts filled with gratitude
to love the land
is to be loved by the land
as it should be
home is waiting
peace
My humility and gratitude for my land is great today, as we watch much loved land and people whither from afar. Praying for relief for my brothers and sister suffering.
I have been silent for months now . . . reluctant to say the only thing left worth saying . . .
DO IT NOW - MAKE THE CHANGES -
INITIATE THE PLAN
if you don't you will look back at this moment with regret,
why not look back on it with pride?
The world will not end
when this generation does. We do have
the power to change the course of our lives.
We can focus on the realities of being alive rather than these collective
illusions which keep us in bondage.
