Just be...
And U will see...
It is that essence...
That has never left your presence...
Seek, and U shall find, open your ears and your eyes and a single snow flake will again make a sound when it hits your cheek...the falling leaves will sound like a cascade of rushing footsteps as they drift from the trees above striking the ground below and the dark path will merely be bathed in a more subtle light.
U have never been a trespasser and never will be
U are of nature and nature is of U
U R Lobo
(C) Shawn White Eagle
Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 10:08 PM UTC
Just be...
And U will see...
It is that essence...
That has never left your presence...
Seek, and U shall find, open your ears and your eyes and a single snow flake will again make a sound when it hits your cheek...the falling leaves will sound like a cascade of rushing footsteps as they drift from the trees above striking the ground below and the dark path will merely be bathed in a more subtle light.
U have never been a trespasser and never will be
U are of nature and nature is of U
U R Lobo
(C) Shawn White Eagle
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