in a windswept deseert

January 10, 2012

moments of bliss be
come distant memories as
time passes the sand 

Wind swept desert at sunset

 

 

As the events of this New Year’s past, I find myself reaching and almost gripping onto the memories of  ceremony and song.  In the twilight of this mornings sleep, I try to hide in the slumber to continue the Dream where my Soul and Spirit thrive.  Time and Space move out of illusion once again.

” When the wind blows its mighty gusts of change and kiss the cheeks of Mamma, the sand particle is windswept onto its renewed journey.”

I am reminded that in one breath and in one mighty exhale a new journey has begun.  Welcome….once again.

 

 

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