In the shadows, you may feel all is darkness.
if you feel your fire has gone out,
it has not,
Everywhere are reminders of Love.
Look gently into someone’s eyes,
let their light rekindle your own.
In the shadows, you may feel all is darkness.
if you feel your fire has gone out,
it has not,
Everywhere are reminders of Love.
Look gently into someone’s eyes,
let their light rekindle your own.
i sit and watch,
and you sit and watch.
we are all looking and seeking.
no matter where you are,
or what you are doing,
some bunny’s always watching…
is it You?
all of the world is a temple,
i am so glad there are bats in the belfrey!
for there are tiny vampires about,
and we need holy warriors !
sirens.
shots fired.
wheels sqweeling.
more sirens start to sound.
still i stand
and i am not alone.
we can not see what is trembling the world,
we stand in the stillness of the swamp,
the road seems so far away –
and our path
is in the other direction.
sometimes
when it rains
you just need a roof over your head –
somedays
you need more…
but all you can do is wait
in the pouring rain
until
someone opens a door.
it’s an opposable thumb thing.
luckily, hearts don’t need them…..
not all who claim wisdom are wise
and not all who collect shiny objects are shallow –
thus do not judge a friend by their feathers,
their hoots or caws,
or lack thereof.