The heat poured in today, burning the land beneath it. For the first time for many months, nature is ruling supreme. It has led me to isolate myself inside, by the fan as I think of Entering the…
Source: Into the Meadow
Month: February 2017
Sunday,
Into the Meadow,I bear a branch from the She Oak as an offering,
I bear a picture of the black soldier ant’s path, up the tallest gum tree,
I bear a lake now half filled with the water of fresh rains
Upon a bed of baked clay where below the frogs sing.
The dawn dawns with fire that rises in the east, bringing with it a cool breeze that is scooping up the falling leaves that dance, and twist allowing themselves to gently fall upon a different spot and it reminds me of the the ever changing cycles of life. Beyond the wide, gurgling river rushes forth, and I in my boat not ..championing to be Mole, who sets forth upon a journey ho.
