We are all
Trees…
.
The Green
smoke…
Listen to
it’s songs
…your own soul…
All our wisdom
is stored
in the Trees…
~`~ Santosh Kalwar
..Universe in
ecstatic
motion…
~`~ Rumi
Our most intimate
contact with
Nature…
~`~ George Nakashima
September 27, 2019 | Categories: Poetry | Tags: art, black&white, faith, home, life, monochrome monotones, music, peace, photography, poetry, relationships, religion, songs, travel, trees, truth, zen | 9 Comments
Travel to be in the wilds....with an eye for elephants...Iam in search of self..& sometimes I DO find meaning ..." like snow , one has to wash oneself of one's own self..." ..to explore one's own end..and I prefer to be an unseen silent observer..... Nature I believe.. speaks when you are silent ..and is silent when you speak...
Living with a damaged skull