What does the Caterpillar think while it’s in its cocoon listening to the sounds of itself cracking open? With its guts suddenly oozing out without warning in complete darkness…. What does it think as it feel it’s once soft hair like fur… falling away.. and it’s back bulging emerging strange limbs? What is
The sound of silence greeted me today.. Quiet is playing over the land.. The birds, trees, and even the breeze outside is quiet. I breath in this still ness. This quiet orchestra.. This full sound of nothing. I know it’s you God. Only you can bring such a profound feeling of peace in a space
Mother God I feel your wind Your strong wind The kind that can’t be denied Can’t be ignored The kind that forces everyone to take notice I have taken notice I know… you want change You want change in me In my community In my country In the world You want change … Now you
Glorious Creator of All… Magnificent I AM… Ancestors.. Spirit Guides … Angels who guard and guide me.. I give thanks for you on this day! I am awaken to the calming sounds of morning. Hearing the songs of the many birds outside my window… Hearing the soft wind blow through my room… Hearing my own
In no sense.. Is she thinking about sex. Or what he thinks. Or how he think she looks. In no sense… Is she my thinking about her nipples or her lips, her booty or her hips. She is enjoying a cool breeze, shorts and ice cream. In no sense… In her young years of age