Monday, August 27, 2007


an apparent easy climb, pacing
with a vertical component
a path walked by many
but completed by only a few

but then, life
a distant bong
disembodied cheeps, where are they
(I think those birds are just passing through)
heavy-satin feel of summer pond floating flowing
a brief respite from the steps

There were cities
down below there will be cities again.
after the journey through death awakens
to a knowing that one suffering
means that we all suffer.

rising above ancient distant lands
one day to maybe know the void
trapped in that last second of awareness
forever like an insect caught in amber

years pass gaining altitude and perspective
knowing the self just a little more with each step
into the heights of wisdom
until we are fully aware of where
and who we are.

(thanks moi)

The whiteness of the cloud
Is unfolding from my mind
I stare around in wonder
Have I left my life behind?

I catch the scent of the mountains
And turn my head, surprised
My gaze is caught and held and I
Am helpless...mesmerized

Beautiful landscape, liquid grace
Oh let me touch your pretty face
Enchantment falls around me
And I know I cannot leave

Here's a meaning for a life
The landscape shelter me from the storm
Pacify my troubles as if
The landscape is a woman ... soft and warm

(courtesy of Azer)

Thanks to those who added, maybe inspired by the photo or the moment; you are special.