Of the sun, sky and land But people do not understand Sometimes we have to be Nasty and tough Life here on the savannah Can be very rough But we love our families And we care for them so We do what we have to do To watch our babies grow
What goes on inside an elephant’s head Do they look at their world with fear and dread? Do they see each day as another chance to live Are they short on grudges, and long on forgive? Do they revel in their planet and its natural wealth Do they understand the importance of their homeland’s health Do they go about their lives, day by day In quiet reverence, with not much to say We can barely understand each other Perhaps we can learn from our Elephant sisters and brothers If we open our hearts and eyes We might just be pleasantly surprised
This is a world I do not want to know. Life is simple, loving is what it is all about. Caring for those in our orbit Not for screaming and shout. The hate and screed I do not understand Nor will i try We should all do our best Before we die. Heal what is hurting Fix what is in need of repair. Humans you can do better, If you dare!
walk gently upon our precious earth, spread love and goodness a lifetime's worth share only what you wish to receive be forthright and decent try not to deceive avoid those who by toxicity live just keep on walking away, as you forgive do not look back the past is done point those feet forward a new day has begun
We live here in a puppy mill It is winter now, and we are So chilled When summer comes the Heat is very strong Our fur gets matted, It gets too long We cannot breathe We cannot see we can only feel our misery please rescue us please get us out we are not human
The wolf spirit is like a beautiful song One can feel it forever, it is never too long The wolf spirit is like the freedom of clouds Hovering ever so gently, with head held so proud The wolf spirit dances in sunshine and rain In all four of our seasons, without any disdain The wolf spirit lives in the mountains up high Its grandeur is endless, it can touch the sky The wolf spirit belongs to all who live on earth
It will live forever, no one can measure its worth
greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason.
my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find
inspiration in too many things to list, and far too
many more to remember.
sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from
living with a chronic illness, i have learned the
beauty of each day, and treat each as another
sun salutation, and another chance.