I wonder, when we look back from a far distant time, what sorts of things will stand out? Which decisions made? Which ones let go? What actions will we see as defining? Thoughts and musings of the late night.
The online address and happenings of the Maplemusketeer, world wanderer and lover of the Coastal Temperate Rainforest of British Columbia.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Tribute to Leonard: Like a bird(s) on a wire...
Which bird are you? Another one in a long line? Sitting on a unique perch? Flapping your wings frantically to make it up, or down? Wonders, thoughts, musings for the day..
Monday, November 12, 2007
Homeward Bound
It's been a busy little while, between work and school I've had my hands full. The challenge is to use the little times well. And right now leaves are flying by the window and the wind is whooshing.. inviting me outside to play ;)
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Life
To think of everything, possible, to sit and dream
to look around, be amazed, not hesitate
to listen closely, listen well, and not speak
to seek, all that outside leads within
to find, you can fill your sails with your own wind
and glide upon the sea of your own soul
and sound your own voice a madrigal
of astounding choice, your own song
is part of mine, can I sing along
invitations, all around
for you
for me
we share
you see
that together we are closer then we were before
You're a part of our house, just a different door
way in side deeply moving sharing breathing caring
We are stars shining on high blazing brightly in the sky
it's true I know, I've a certificate that shows it's so
but sometimes I forget we've met I try to lock
my door it's foolish yet its so. I run away
into the known where I feel safe with out a sound
I am an ostrich I am the ground
But even there in the dirt the worms whisper
of their hurt, share struggles of the soil,
we are connected in turmoil.
It's a journey, it's a quest, it's a river
winding, upside down and rightside twining
all around, in and out, come on all lets twist
and shout. Cause that's how the story goes.
So dream, and live, smile, and give, fear and find,
it's a kick in the, pain in the, sweet.. ass.. ride.
to look around, be amazed, not hesitate
to listen closely, listen well, and not speak
to seek, all that outside leads within
to find, you can fill your sails with your own wind
and glide upon the sea of your own soul
and sound your own voice a madrigal
of astounding choice, your own song
is part of mine, can I sing along
invitations, all around
for you
for me
we share
you see
that together we are closer then we were before
You're a part of our house, just a different door
way in side deeply moving sharing breathing caring
We are stars shining on high blazing brightly in the sky
it's true I know, I've a certificate that shows it's so
but sometimes I forget we've met I try to lock
my door it's foolish yet its so. I run away
into the known where I feel safe with out a sound
I am an ostrich I am the ground
But even there in the dirt the worms whisper
of their hurt, share struggles of the soil,
we are connected in turmoil.
It's a journey, it's a quest, it's a river
winding, upside down and rightside twining
all around, in and out, come on all lets twist
and shout. Cause that's how the story goes.
So dream, and live, smile, and give, fear and find,
it's a kick in the, pain in the, sweet.. ass.. ride.
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