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Grey skies

It rains.....not just normal rain.......but the rain inside.....

just like winter does.....some days bring the chill......where nothing warms the heart....nothing attracts the mind.....nothing fills the empty soul.....

....those days when hope seems to hide somewhere in the folds of your mind......instead you feel overwhelmed.....the noise that humanity emits deafens......and you crave the silence.....you crave the aloneness.......

awed by the stupidity of those who believe still in the art of war...tainted by the power......intoxicated by grandeur.....lost in world of without reason....

the choice between life and death is random......some are meant to live......other are meant to die......for the cycle of things never changes......it just moves on......

Grey skies are hovering tonight.....and in the darkness of the rains......we go to sleep......wishing that the sun will shine again....tomorrow......

Hanta Yo

It was book I read in years past.....by a certain Ruth Beebe Hill...

...it talked of the Sioux nation.......their unwritten history.....but most of all.....it talked of the love for the land that Native Americans professed and lived by......

I remembered of it upon reflection of a discussion with someone far from here.....how unwittingly, I too have fallen prey to the unheard whispers of the land....

.....it is the language now lost to those of us who have become the city dwellers.....immersed as we are in concrete jungles with stifling air....and stifled souls......

....there is a pulse within the land......it breathes new life in every dawn......it pleases your soul as you pass you fingers through the soil......it feeds the yearn for us to be.......

...the land lives within it's own rules.......it gives new life as it takes from that which has passed......it blooms to feed all those who are hungry......it nourishes all.....irrespective of color, creed or species......it nourishes life.....

...and yet...in our mad pursuit for power, fame and glory.....we have discarded the land.....we have plundered and we have raped.....in the sake of our endless quest for fulfillment......

And yet the land still sustains.......if only we allow ourselves to listen to it's breathing........the breath of life.....

Time.

As the chill of the dawn encases all.....while others someplace else prepare for the night...one thing in common.....another day....another step in the journey of time.

We crave...we strive......hoping in the gift that is life.

Sometimes lost..in the reality that is. Time flows...things change...we change.

Our bodies tell us so. We are but objects at the whims of time.

And yet....in the mirrors of our souls.....we discover the memories...the things that were.....those that could have been....those that we sometimes wish to have been.

Time whispers in the silence......it is. And in the NOW.

It is all we have. So we begin again.....another day, another NOW.

To hope, to need, to do. And with the colors of life to play with.....we carry on.

And so....the journey continues.

And what a journey it has been.....so far.

The Sounds Inside.....

It's a foggy, grey, windy and rainy Monday morning.....bad enough being Monday....but this makes one wonder why I bothered to get up....

Wasn't intending to get on here really....had other things planned for the day.....but it doesn't always work out the way you want it to.....

And once again I read other people's thought, feelings....and frustrations.....makes me wonder....

so much fear, so much loss......a lot seem to be searching.......waiting.....for that special day, that special one...in the meantime loosing sight of the things that surround us in the now.......

.....in the darkness that permeates our present days, when humanity seems to have lost it's meaning....we listen to silence within.....and wonder....

How often do we hear the sounds that come from within? The language of light......of love....of HOPE.....

Make the time......and listen......for at the end, we are all the same.

We are nothing more then children of the stars........lost in the current that flows........along the journey of life.

SAY IT LOUD....

As rockets fly in the Middle East, India and Pakistan growl at each other, and American and European troops are where they shold have never been.....

As the ice melts, and the seas rise, with the storms that blow and the rains that drown......

As we indulge ourselves in the excesses of the western world, while children die elsewhere without even being held......

And yet the light of hope brings a new dawn......

A new understanding, a new beginning.

With the dawn of a brand new year, in whicever God you may believe or not......

Raise your faces to the light and with voices raised....

let the whole world hear.....


YES WE CAN


for we are but one and the same.....

children of the stars......

HUMANKIND.

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