Ode to Last Day of Winter
And if you feel that you can’t go on
And your will’s sinkin’ low
Just believe, and you can’t go wrong
In the light you will find the road
As you would for me, oh, I would share your load
Let me share your load
Ooh, let me share, share your load
— In the Light (Page, Plant, Jones)
Changes
Changes.
We’re quite aware of what we’re going through.
Open to all things new, here and now.
Like the ripples
Change
The surface
But leave the deep
Undisturbed
Primarily made with Procreate on iPad.
Open Eyes
I wish
that we humans
could see with our eyes
what we know to be true
We can’t see, for instance,
the wind that blows
through the holes in our heart
but we know that it does
We can’t see
the sound of the horn
jazzing up our night
but we know that it does
We can’t see
the trees or the forest
producing the air
but we know that it does
We can’t see
the source of all awareness
becoming incarnate
but somehow
we know
And it does