real balance in the in the sky tonight , stars , planets , moon , in eternal flight ,
the third evolution of the night for here , tipped away from the sun at first , inky black cold soon filled the air , wake again with our earths sweet child , reflecting colors through patchwork cloud , circular rainbow shades traveling across the sky , now right now again in curious light , waiting for us to take flight , is yet more beautiful night
southern cross seems to sit at a different angle tonight
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some way to spend a sunday
often on here , all these people , so many who already you appreciate , interesting to know what their interests and inspirations are , also what that movie is or this book that they like ,
have done this many times now , usually it is to download a film , but saturday i got out a book , all sunday it takes to read , resonating with it all the way , with this book i have laughed and cried, there is so much to no longer deny , somewhere i am toward this way , recognize in it so much they say , it will take more courage you see , to more than taste all that can be .
anyway thanks for sharing
i will do the best that i can.
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fantails are crazy , the only bird that insists that you stop and look at it's tail
it will flit around inches from your face , a bunch of feathers with a heart , it can turn so fast
bell-birds , are always over there somewhere, the often single note haunting in it's loveliness
to hear this in the forest is one of the richest possibilities that comes
step on a damp branch or stick that sits at the right angle , your backside is instantly on the ground
moths are secret friends , they bump into me so often that i know they are trying to tell me something
have found a perfect tree in an stunning spot , and desperately want to build the tree-house
my siblings rock and i am a rather blessed man
when i lie so still , clear the thoughts and hug, i can feel it oh so near
sometimes when you do something , you get brought even more
sometimes it is hard to trust and believe that which you feel in your heart
the horse likes apples and the sheep is mad
being outside at night , distance disappears and it's almost surprising that you don't physically travel with your thoughts
my chicken house is empty
the big disk in the night sky has just lost its perfect shape...
the barn needs to be finished , winter will come and this one will freeze
i go to the super market and see very little i want to buy
8 months and no tobacco makes for very happy lungs
the birds that live in the barn are gonna be pissed when i block the last hole
i push air out and vibrate my lips when brush cutting the driveway,
if i get even ten goats the gorse will still grow faster
black beach trees smell of honey
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