Can't help but repeat this again:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECznJPcWiRI
can you please tell me what the lyrics are? And how would you translate?
My Tao includes pretty rocks making holy water, sun through the leaves, and sun bouncing off water into the sky, interupted; sun in water. For today.
A bird died at work this summer:
Pink Carnations for a Baby Bird
i let you die today,
too busy
about my world.
a choice, a chance,
ahead of now.
you lie screaming for help
fuzzy, fluffy ball of down,
squealing silently upward,
pink and glossy,
in the morning sun,
just beyond grasp,
behind my shield of glass,
i am allowed to watch you die,
in my busy world.
i walk away
and forget you
as oven breath
delivers fruition.
now quiet and bent
in the silent hot wind
dried from the inside
frozen in gasp
i stand
wondering…
Can't help but FEEL and be of service these days. Not sure that anything really has changed, just need to give back to the world, like so majorly that there is no anything else! Goal now is to turn my daily WORK into SERVICE. In planning stages...
Do you know how nice it is to hug someone and scratch mutual backs?! Or to hug someone and massage shoulders? Or simply just to hug someone, kiss them, and really mean it? All the people I encounter regularly are so amazing, each their own, you know?
Okay, time to prep some grubbage for the offspring, yummy chicken & cheese tortilla things, made with love...
Mox
Actively engaged in the discipline of pleasure
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