Saturday, August 08, 2009
Amazing feet
This video just totally amazes me at the cleverness of a silly ole bird
when we humans who have "brains" and "God"Given smarts
to stay in the disabling behavior of
war and killing
and not see past into the love of thy neighbor
this bird not only figured out he had a tool to get what he wanted
but knew to minpulate the tool so he could use the tool to get what he wanted...
i have watched this over and over and it just continualy amazes me
and he used his feet
walking
takes us everywhere
but at a much slower pace
Life is full of challenges right now
who....are we listening to
to find out way out of the darkness we have fallen into?
use your "feet"
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Passion and desire lost me
I have tried to write with passion and desire
But alas it is not there
It has been stollen away, killed and trashed
Come to me love and passion who has gone away
Fleeting and fluttering only reminders of
Something so beautful giving a reason of living
Remind me of what once flowed thru my veins
And made my heart beat
Give me the lust that brought excitement into
My every means of being
Take the webs of death away
Bring back the spring of lush and beautiful life
Take the sadness out of my heart
Sweep away the dust that has formed around the doors
And windows of my soul
Spring forth what has fallen back
Pick me up and shove me on
Remind me of what once was so easy
Bring me back to the days of my youth
Only to find that the doors have become
Much more heavy with regret and sorrow
Take away those desires to reminise in the past
Give me something to look into
Bring me into the future
Giving me smiles and laughter
Shoving everything out to make room for the new
But alas it is not there
It has been stollen away, killed and trashed
Come to me love and passion who has gone away
Fleeting and fluttering only reminders of
Something so beautful giving a reason of living
Remind me of what once flowed thru my veins
And made my heart beat
Give me the lust that brought excitement into
My every means of being
Take the webs of death away
Bring back the spring of lush and beautiful life
Take the sadness out of my heart
Sweep away the dust that has formed around the doors
And windows of my soul
Spring forth what has fallen back
Pick me up and shove me on
Remind me of what once was so easy
Bring me back to the days of my youth
Only to find that the doors have become
Much more heavy with regret and sorrow
Take away those desires to reminise in the past
Give me something to look into
Bring me into the future
Giving me smiles and laughter
Shoving everything out to make room for the new
Labels:
aging,
broken heart,
gift of love,
growing old,
lost love,
passion
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