An Eagle flying high.

Soaring round and round, looking down, seeing the great flames lap up towards me, man set fires burn out of control, through teary eyes I see the great trees falling one by one in piles of grey ashes, I see the animals trying to escape the inferno, being caught in the flames, I see the…

Words falling

Words falling out of my fingertips, through the colours of my mind, sitting here under an ancient tree dropping leaves of wisdom, as I hang in the tremor of dreams, tired, worried about world, marked by the marching throng, swirling into the colours of my being; the mind sinks, I wake and am happy to…

Beaming with happiness.

I wake up with a jolt, the screen says title, so I move the cursor; begin to type through a huge yawn, with no ideas in my head, still the words follow each other onto the screen, with the cool breeze proclaiming the little rain we had, feeling the happy relief of all natures realm;…