On the river of me
The sun here and there,
The trees, the fields, the lakes,
Some grass, some earth,
A friend, a flower,
A cloud, a bird, a song
And the longing in my heart
As I float
On the river
Of me.
Posts Tagged 'bird'
376. On the river of me
Published May 4, 2025 energy , evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual Leave a CommentTags: bird, earth, heart, lakes, me, river, song, trees
358.The backyards of the universe
Published August 30, 2024 evolving , healing , identification , Inner light , Intuition , letting go , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts , Truth Leave a CommentTags: bird, children, cloud, drop, green, life, man, mountain, roof, sky, talk, thoghts, universe
Is it a mountain
Or the roof of a barn?
Is this a cloud
Or a smoking chimney?
And this,
Is this a man
With a bird in his hand?
What does he think about?
Do his thoughts
Dive in the sky?
And the drop of green
That fell on the face of the paper,
Why did it fall?
Can this drop be another world
With other people and birds?
Why don't they come closer
To shake hands with us
To have tea
And talk about our lives?
And can the children
Go out and play together
In the backyards
Of the universe?
338. Goodbye Mom
Published November 14, 2021 energy , evolving , healing , Inner light , Intuition , letting go , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts Leave a CommentTags: bird, Dancing, feelsgood, feet, Fire, free, heavy heart, joy, Mom, pain, pink cloud, playing field, quiet, sail, strong
There is fire in my feet
But I am dancing
And lifting my heavy heart
A bird comes out from my head
Another bird is kissing me
I see my mom resting
On a big pink cloud
I am ready to sail on the river now
To pass the pasture
And come to my new playing field
I am quiet
I am strong
I only do what feels good to me
I am free.
215. A bird came
Published July 4, 2015 children's books , Inner light , making art 5 CommentsTags: abstract, animals, bird, children, drawings, insisting, world
A bird came
For a while animals have been sneaking into my drawings. My drawings were supposed to be abstract but the animals insisted. And now this bird came. I know what it means. A children’s book wants to come into my world.
153. Right behind it is you
Published July 9, 2013 energy , evolving , healing , Inner light , Intuition , making art , MAking it possible , meditation , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts , Truth 1 CommentTags: art, beauty, bird, heart, laugh, old rout, shame, up and down
Upside down moon
In this upside down world
Where shame is king
And the beauty of the evening moon
Breaks your heart
Isn’t it natural
That we choose to make art?
There is a mountain range up in the sky
And there is a mountain range down
We are just waiting for the bird
To sit on a bough
The bird who’ll come to laugh at me
For going again
In the same old rout.
This is about automatic behavior. An old program kicks in. You find yourself angry at someone and afraid. You desperately seek your connection to the eternal, but the subtle and kind all-that-is will never push his way in. You have to open the gate.
And you have done just this so many times already, but there is still some more. And right behind it, lo and behold, right behind it is You.
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