Out to feed my soul
Among the wise trees
and shining snow.
I set off in the direction,
my heart tells me to go,
to drink in the sky, the cool air
& listen to the wild wind.
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Out to feed my soul...
"Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth." Herman Hesse
Out to feed my soul
Among the wise trees
and shining snow.
The leaves all nod "yes" in affirmation.
I set off in the direction,
my heart tells me to go,
to drink in the sky, the cool air
& listen to the wild wind.
Out to feed my soul
Among the wise trees
and shining snow.
I set off in the direction,
my heart tells me to go,
to drink in the sky, the cool air
& listen to the wild wind.
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