Natures song

and if I feel a song rizing through the cool mist bringing sustenance to the parched world around my cooled smiling face, then I know that my garden and I are twining into a soul world of song and dance, and I feel the soul rise as the leaves begin to perk up from their…

Bare feet

Walking a rhythm, no shoes on my feet, I begin to pick up thoughts feel the life pulsing upward, as I plant myself perfectly still, feeling wisdom, hearing the breeze whispering through the leaves and I stand at attention drinking in our dwindling natuarl world, seeing a consummate manifestation of the universe rich, but troubled.

Natures realm.

I strode apon the heartland of forever, stride by careful stride through the thoughts of rolling mountains, rippling streams, forrests and vegetation, with animals abounding, birds soring on the currents of my mind, as I sit , looking out of my window dreaming of walking in natures realm.

A LITTLE RAIN FALLING. No. 2.

vibrations mellow in the even light, patchy cloud running into rain, feeling it run down my face hearing the notes catching the edge of my mind, as I see the early moon dodging the fast-moving clouds; the squall of rain is gone, and I feal relieve following the natural series of notes creating a symphonic…

Mushrooms.

Something white, near the edge of the lawn; I look closer and see it is a mushroom, and there is another just there.   I do not know what the mushroom is called or if it is poisonous or not, this does not worry me though as I am not about to pick it or…

Waking my universe.

An innocuous blue dot circling in the infinity of space, with lots of suns, moons planets, black wholes, supernovas and other interplanetary debris, all spreading in the relativity of this moment, as I sit with my eyes looking  through a telescope, feeling the closeness of nature around me, as crickets sing, frogs croak, and other…

Night Rhythms.

Rhythms come out of the dark, silence has texture, as dark edifices slip across the stars, the moon creating a light halo, as it slips from sight; then there out of the distance a bird calls out, a dog barks, cats begin to fight, as the rain begins to fall, the winds to blow; now…

Quarantine no. 2.

Nature folds in, I hear it clearly; sing it with a smile, while these walls press heavily into my being, as I falter at the idea of no release, then I hear a bird call the smile returns: I’m singing again.   From tomorrow a lot of South Africans return to work after 5 weeks of…