2004-11-18 14:56:19 ET|
the sun shines down giving energy.
the clowds break and cry so free.
the soil feeds growth and acceptance as a seed splits and sprouts.
a single slinder root, planted deep.
then another and a stalk creeps through the soil,
peeks up and sees the world as a beautiful place.
free and open to new possibilities.
too beautiful to believe.
a place is found. the place of existance is found as space to sprout and grow as big as it can, to grow into beauty, to join the world as part ot that beauty.
a place to plant roots and grow out of the dark,
to reach for the sun when night is gone,
to reach for the stars when the sun does hide
and reach for the moon when the stars dont shine.
A place to stand, alone or in unity, whichever one for which you seek.
a place to bud into something new,
and soon to bloom into something true.
A place to look for the clouds and sky
A place where the air is perfectly fine.
A place where desires are fulfilled,
and life never goes unfed.