A Prayer to The Forest

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Picture by anonymous

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It smells like home,

The dead and the living.

It looks like home,

The bark lines you’re reading.

It feels like home,

The chill under your bare feet.

It sounds like home,

Since you groove to the birds’ beat.

It tastes like home,

 Like the raspberry refreshing your soul.

Come on, nature’s giving you all!

For the Forest temple is our Home.

Herons

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Dancing Madman

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Picture: Greek Dancer by Jean Groberg

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Dancing madman on the street,

As free as the wind on his bare chest.

Dancing madman on the street,

Living in the moment,

Happier than the shop-owners

Peering out of the window at the ordinary miracle;

Happier than the police,

Came to extinguish his smile,

Laughter of the eternal child.

Dancing madman on the street,

His house’s a backpack,

His home, the whole world.

He has no riches nor gold

But he’s richer than most,

He’s richer than we’re told.

Dancing madman on the street,

You bestow me a tune

From the beginning of the century,

From the beginning of time,

Or is it from the end?

How?

I don’t mind, for both of them

Are Now.

 

Herons

We Share The Essence

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Picture by Mark Webster

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Yellow rose

In her shifting pose,

Lulled by the wind,

I take that hint.

Into me, into you,

The cherry tree is bearing fruit.

If reality’s a mirror,

I see stillness.

In my aching limbs,

Beyond my pride,

I surrender to the Flow,

For I am the Flow,

And I share the essence of the yellow rose.

 

Herons

Water

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Picture: Glass Of Water by Evelina Dillon

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Pour a glass of water,

Witness the miracle of

Life hydrating all deserts.

Breathing bodies

Sliding boats

Dancing fish

Blissful rain…

Remember, toast with the trees on a rainy day.

Pour a glass of water,

Witness the fluidity of water

On your lips,

In your mouth,

Down your throat,

In your belly.

Pour a glass of water,

For a friend,

For an enemy,

For the people,

For yourself,

It doesn’t really matter…

Pour a glass of water,

As words fall away in the one river.

 

Herons

Unexpected Blessings

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Picture by Rob Dreyer

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Welcome the unexpected blessings,

Always.

Welcome

The robin song echoing from a twig,

The smile of a cute face down the street,

The nurturing scent of the soil,

The smooth fragrance of olive oil.

Welcome

The acrobatic seagull in the wind,

The blotch of sunlight above grey clouds,

The dead leaves dancing in a whirlwind,

The morning sky that mistily clouds.

Welcome

The heron gazing its pond like a king,

The crow flying on the black magic wing.

But not all of them look like a blessing,

Some are disguised and unleash hurting.

Things in life don’t happen to you,

They happen for you.

Welcome the unexpected blessings,

Always.

 

Herons

Give Yourself Permission

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Picture: Hummingbird Love (Open Hands) by Elody Gyekis

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Give yourself permission

To feel the breeze in on your skin,

To listen to the wind.

Give yourself permission

To breathe in the stillness of a tree,

To learn from the careless joy of a dog.

Give yourself permission

To be in harmony with the people surrounding you,

To honour them with your presence.

And

Please

Whatever the circumstances

Give yourself permission

To be happy now.

 

Herons

Coming Down With The Rain

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Picture by Amanda Hunter

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All memories dissolve in the beautiful now.

Likewise,

Thoughts of grief and regret

Are carried away by the wind;

I become the wind,

The rustling leaves of the maples,

The buzzing jumps of the beetles,

The swift movement of the sparrows.

You’re not with me,

But my love remains.

Love beyond the limitations

Of these bodies.

The same love flowing through maples, beetles, and sparrows,

Coming down with the rain

Drizzling on your moon face.

 

Herons