Saturday, November 26, 2005
DO YOU SEE ME ?
i am the shafts of light between the trees calling you home
DO YOU HEAR ME ?
i am the twig falling and tumbling amongst the branches and leaves onto the ground before you
DO YOU FEEL ME ?
i am the serpent slithering along your right foot beckoning you to take me in
DO YOU SEE ME
Friday, November 25, 2005
THE SHELTERING SKY
imagine a village nestled near the foot of a fertile river valley. the early morning is filled with the intermittant sounds of cocks crowing, pigs squealling and baby songbirds crying out for breakfast. surrounding fields are a brilliant green and the air is fragrant with the scent of moist earth and growing things.
you walk barefoot between paddies of rice on a raised earthen path. a gathering of dark grey clouds suddenly burst forth with rain. clad in a saffron-colored sarong, your body clings to the soaked cotten material. the feeling of being wet and not caring a whit is intoxicating.
