Healing and growth through intuitive art
Riverside roads wind
The way the hills are covered with green
In the spring
Oh!
The rivers of the earth flow
The river roads wind
If you want to be in on all of this
Go to the tree that points in all directions
In the middle of the landscape
An interesting co-occurrence may unfold
Don’t mind the little blood that pours
You will be in touch with the old
You will remember the quarry with the back stones
And an ancient thought
Will show itself
To be dismissed
It is time for it to go.
Nature is crazy about you
The natural world is crazy about you
Your energy responds
By getting warm in places
The wooden deck is growing suns
And acting like a down quilt
I can’t describe in words
How nature loves
Forget the words
And you will know.
A bit chaotic as I am
I feel that I am falling apart
I look at the mountains
And feel intimate with them
I try to be like trees
And have my wounds to prove it
Then
With amazement
I note
That, a bit chaotic as I am,
And disintegrated
I am also watching all of this
Experiencing touch
And even more than this
I’m making it
Rocks and trees and body
I
Am here.
She wants to fly up and up ad far
The bird is infinite
She wants to fly up and up and far
But tears attach her to the sea of sorrow
Her ideas limit her
The rock of pain
Threaten to block her
The sea is wide
The angels watch and cannot interfere
Their heart cries out
Come, come, sweet bird
You can
And what’s the source of power?
It’s in the knowing
That her mind
navigates
Her thinking
Moves her
Think flying on
Think delighting in the life on earth
Think love given and received
And if one day
All your ideas will cease
Where will you find yourself?
Sweet bird
Where will you be?
And aren’t you already there
Right now?
Microbes
In the middle is a package
With a secret
Of unknown consequences
All other things in this picture could be microbes
With a very elaborate social order
And rules of conduct
But in spite of that
They cannot contain their joy
For just being able to move their fingers
And toes
And they keep doing it
Secretly
But since all of them are doing it
They discover each other
In new ways
And through their joyous smiles
Become one
With no beginning
And end
Enfolding endless possibilities
Of love.
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