Monday, February 02, 2004

eureka canyon
pines gather their color
tara

Time slips

What happens as we watch the days slip away?
this sun becomes a bit warmer...the days that are cold are remembered and discussed, but not changed.... the wind blows at the walls, trying to enter. Hear it?

What of us? Do we see.. the vision of Tara in the reeds and she is beckoning. She holds the lotus and the scent is in the memory. The whole of the world is bathed in green light, a cleansing light. It is the most beautiful-
It takes away the cold and wind.