Mar 2012
Tracking
Seeking signs that are messaged in a lightest feather’s touch first look provides nothing it’s just a closed
Country with not one story to tell but as you submerge yourself in a blank natural setting the telling
Comes a print ever so faint it hardly disturbs anything but it has brushed the earth the same as crushing
A flower it reveals the hidden perfume enclosed within touch this marking in the dust what might you
See a creature of the forest that sensitizes lights and shadows begin to form and in the outline your eyes
Flash to the soul you see the beauty of a fawn in tender steps or a person on a branch you find a blue
Texture at the Height where it is found you can figure pretty close their height it shows itself to be a rich
Fabric so some One has passed that appreciates the finer things in life your mind now starts to use
Building blocks you see a scarf flowing backwards and with a closer look one strand of black hair were
They frightened or just excited one or the other has happened by the stride they made on the trail at
This Particular place at Evening time you are in a perfect position to catch those most glorious sunsets
Almost other worldly in this sanctuary of the New Mexico desert did the old west press upon your mind
Thoughts of Billy the Kid or did a passing tribe moving their camp appear vividly to the point you felt
You could engage them in conversation or did you notice dust rising from the valley below and their
They were the last Remnant of the great Bison herd moving ever moving just the same as their ghost of
Yesterday or did you have a Chance meeting with the great artist Georgia O Keefe as she spoke
The colors took on Deeper hues our maybe a sudden storm arose and you rushed looking for shelter and
The great Mountain itself would provide this it protruded and bulged enough to form a most cozy out
Cropping the Torrent drove down Hard but just ran in rivulets on down connecting with the growing
Stream the wind Screamed the Lighting flashed all of your senses came alive you joined the living past
With the present and future after the storm passed then everything glistened in the new bright sun light
You found what Happiness can be found in the simple act of exposing yourself to the elements good for
you God bless you
Seeking signs that are messaged in a lightest feather’s touch first look provides nothing it’s just a closed
Country with not one story to tell but as you submerge yourself in a blank natural setting the telling
Comes a print ever so faint it hardly disturbs anything but it has brushed the earth the same as crushing
A flower it reveals the hidden perfume enclosed within touch this marking in the dust what might you
See a creature of the forest that sensitizes lights and shadows begin to form and in the outline your eyes
Flash to the soul you see the beauty of a fawn in tender steps or a person on a branch you find a blue
Texture at the Height where it is found you can figure pretty close their height it shows itself to be a rich
Fabric so some One has passed that appreciates the finer things in life your mind now starts to use
Building blocks you see a scarf flowing backwards and with a closer look one strand of black hair were
They frightened or just excited one or the other has happened by the stride they made on the trail at
This Particular place at Evening time you are in a perfect position to catch those most glorious sunsets
Almost other worldly in this sanctuary of the New Mexico desert did the old west press upon your mind
Thoughts of Billy the Kid or did a passing tribe moving their camp appear vividly to the point you felt
You could engage them in conversation or did you notice dust rising from the valley below and their
They were the last Remnant of the great Bison herd moving ever moving just the same as their ghost of
Yesterday or did you have a Chance meeting with the great artist Georgia O Keefe as she spoke
The colors took on Deeper hues our maybe a sudden storm arose and you rushed looking for shelter and
The great Mountain itself would provide this it protruded and bulged enough to form a most cozy out
Cropping the Torrent drove down Hard but just ran in rivulets on down connecting with the growing
Stream the wind Screamed the Lighting flashed all of your senses came alive you joined the living past
With the present and future after the storm passed then everything glistened in the new bright sun light
You found what Happiness can be found in the simple act of exposing yourself to the elements good for
you God bless you
