Tag: wind blows

when the wind blows

I can hear you whispering to me
Over the folds of the wind
Sending heavenly dowry-
Of things that had been
lifetimes ago, when you and I
were still true
and the universe conspired
to see love through…
Alas, now we are but an echo,
that I can only hear
when the wind blows or in my dreams

What was old is new again (on Truth and Art)

What was old is new again;
The end, we all consume.
Just as night finds us, he’ll find you too!
So beneath day’s moon be true.

Listen with eyes open!
With the eyes you were given to hear;
From wanton need be free, to see,
Life’s flowers growing near.

The scarecrow stands and watches,
With no desires to be fed;
With little need for things, indeed;
‘Cept the sun and moon’s sweet bed.

Standing guard in a field of grain,
While autumn’s wind blows by;
His steady eyes stay focused still-
On the waning golden sky.

As should we, you and I!

Because All of it is nothing…
All of it Nothing at All!
Open your heart to beauty,
And into beauty, may you fall!