I rise
Bring my didjeridu
To some beautiful place
And serenade the dawn
And so it begins
Ya just gotta stop
Take stock
And realise
You’ve hit a wall
Storms and
The gentlest breath of air
Stripped me down
To barest essence
Through all that
Have I watched
The comings and goings
Of the living
I rise
Before the sun
Rise to greet a new day
I need just one of these
So I let it be breath
Love comes to you and you follow
Lose one on to the Heart of the Sunrise
SHARP — DISTANCE
How can the wind with its arms all around me
My Muses: Geology ~ In the best moments, like on the edge of the San Juan River gorge, that is the transformation I take with me, that feeling of personal divinity, as if I had touched the hand that makes perfection.
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