when once i could fly

~when once i had wings, i used to fly with the wind

and see the world, mother nature in its wonderous

view, where the sky above me was azure and the

pastures below where verdant grew, behind me

in the morn or at dusk was a golden hue~…

 

embrace all, the 'one'

 

~do not close your eyes to the transition of season for then your world will not be fulfilled, at minimum, will not expand beyond the narrowness of which you reside. embrace all with your total sensoria and you will better understand the reason for your presence~

the wisdom of a tree

 

`...be open to the elements of the universe not just hereon this

floating earthen ware but in all that surrounds it,

whether it be the sun, the moon, surely the stars of which

we are made from their dust.

listen to the wind for it brings teachings from many parts of

this world not just of the present but from the past and to be

the future. let the ripples of the rivers run through your toes

and fingers, being aware of where they have traversed and that

it's water will empty into the seas where much other wisdom

comes from scales and fins, underwater beings.

be attentive to what tales the eagle brings underneath its wings

and from the lamenting howl of the earth bound wolf that

speaks of how the earth is a living being and it cries for what

man has carelessly done on it and with it.

be kind for this all is a gift...'