Wednesday, 9 February 2011

Promise to Mother Earth

 Roots I grow deep in Your ground
Thoughts that clear air around

Spring that blossoms in my heart
Colour of Your work of art

Mother Earth, I promise now...

Ears I'll have to hear each cry
Heal it with my lullaby

Arms I'll stretch around each tree
My eyes will caress the sea.

02 - Various Artists   Spirit of Budo (The power of balance)   Invocation
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Tuesday, 8 February 2011

Good morning

'The song of me rising from bed and meeting the Sun' (W. Whitman)