Thursday, July 19, 2007

at play all ways


As I may have mentioned the tree branches act as sort of a barometer. When the weather is damp and rainy they stand tall reaching for the sky. This morning they were all standing at attention as low pressure moved in and it rained all night. When I first looked out the top branch was there, when I looked a minute later there was a crow there yet no top branch. I fear our stage for the theatrical performance of the crows has been radically changed. It's interesting to note this is a dead tree whose branches still move.


There's an element of constant growth through different levels or textures or directions like body mind and spirit . . .


cling to the patterns that make the most sense . . .


yet ever reach to greater heights.


the portal

accentuate a
visual anomaly
through self-immersion
to create a connection
of touch without sensation

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