I find a freedom in being
But to meet a human, that’s something else
I’m nothing more then my surroundings
and I play. unforeseen.
unselectively. in light.
When a sadness swallows me
I cry out stilled on a stone
all the losts, and nevers, and never agains
Till birds and seas trip me back
in the play of just being
Now, in stead of seducing human eyes
I’ll try to be for them that humble stone
the giant bird the reflecting sea
or a horse, maybe
I look ahead, the manifestation streches out before me as an ocean, I am waiting to go in, one small step at a time. What will happen when we dive in completely? Will we know that it has happened, before it is over? – The Fruit Carrier
Our home, the earth, Planet Earth, is calling out to us. If we succeed in activating our senses and reflect on our inherent connectedness with each other, with other species and with everything we will create radical social transformation, so needed for our mutual survival as creatures inhabiting the earth.…