Just because something can't be seen or heard doesn't mean it isn’t there. Clouds: We see them for just moments sometimes, to witness their departure in the next instant. Yet others remain bound, by forces not revealed, for longer duration. All the ingredients required for their arrival and departure didn't change. Something triggered the vapour...
Once lit, candles naturally burn at a rate pre-prescribed. Vulnerable to the winds that blow, at risk of being extinguished beyond our control. They burn, gently illuminating all around, warming the soul if permission given. Light so pure that even the smallest of flame, seeming too intense sometimes to hold the glaze. But burn candles...
Under the covers you remain safe and warm, not quite ready to face the dawn. Yet this bed so comfortable and safe might not be the place. For this bed covered and protected for so long, price paid you have, to stay for so long. For the coverings, the sheets, the blankets with quilt onto...
Nature beyond comprehension applies. Millions, billions of numbers of instances, so limitless in reality unable to comprehend. Our part to be, just the tiny of tiniest existence’s to be. No less important than any other, no greater either. These, these are the real Laws of this place. So thick these laws unable to understand, so...
An oil tanker, mid ocean, course set, destination however not so sure. It's fuel, from two sources. That extracted from all environment air, land and ocean, and that it takes from us all. For as it rides the waves it consumes all around. That of finite resource our home, of course. But it also requires...
We seem to expect almost perfection from others and care not perhaps for the view of ourselves. Perhaps the fast pace and bright lights of our world today, too distracting for many. Hard often to stop and see ourselves from outside. To seriously stop and look. Has everything we said always been consistent, really truly?...
Nothing, nothing more obvious today than that, in which, we all matter not. Plans abound, formed from centuries before, waiting for the timing to be right. Rights, taken without notice and crushed long ago. Only now, when we ask for our power back, is the truth revealed into plain sight. That we matter not. Not,...
Today I set sail upon the ocean that is my life, as taken for granted, I normally do. Where the winds blow I know not, tomorrow a mystery that will only be revealed when perfect time arrived. Does the wind bring calmness or storm? I know not. For mine is not the path to try...
