One has seen better days
Yet still smiling ‘cuz
Many more are to come
In hours of fallow haze,
Releasing what one was
As the work has just begun
Mingling among inner ways
As a loner often does
Seeking what he will become
Snapshots caught within a daze
Simply flicker, as it was,
For the days are not done
Hearts now lit ablaze
As is what Spirit does
For the All is in One
One will see better days
And continue smiling ‘cuz
All return to which he’s from
Releasing what needs to be let go is like cleaning up the encampment, shooing out what needs to go which doesn’t benefit The All. Every bit of your being stretched across the fence line. Face to the sun, back against the wind. It is in this fight one realizes home is not where he is looking but what he is within. And that is what one is to use to build his nest. The Tree is his support but not his being because he IS. He simply IS. You live in the shakedown, breathing in existence because you ARE that love which creates the now. From the beginning we are the end, for the end is the beginning. And yet we evolve along this spiral. Being is the expansion of all that IS. The agreement of Honoring self and Honoring others is the unification of what can Be.
Edge of Wild 