|I give thanks every day for the food I eat and this is how I say it.|
On a Rocky BeachA windy afternoon on a rocky beachOn a Rocky Beach by merlynhawk
As the Sea makes love to the Shore
With wave upon wave of pounding culmination.
So this is the meaning of Life.
Its beauty is beyond the bounds of imagination.
Driftwood is cast upon the sand,
As if it were the faded memory of the past.
The sand itself is as infinite as Time;
As the Future.
We truly have just this one moment,
Though it may stretch into what seems like years,
To do all the joyful things of Life.
Like the Sea making love to the Shore.
Dont waste this moment on frivolous worries.
Now is all we have,
So let the passion run deep.
Caress, as the waves do, the one that you love.
Dont let it get away.
This is the only moment we get.
Learn to be the Sea making love to the Shore.
Dancing Is The StillnessDancing is the StillnessDancing Is The Stillness by merlynhawk
Dancing is the stillness in Creation
Shivas drum sounds and the Mother gives birth
Sound, color, shape, and form show us our name
Primal birth, form in potential
Unique and free, a circle in the moment of the spiral
Human form so that we may embrace Eternity
Walk the threads of the Cosmic Web
Dance Creation into Being
Be still, breathe deep, hear your own song
In the roaring silence between your ears
But No SoundSilence roars in my deafened ears. Grass bows before my grey struck eyes. My sheep nuzzle for my attention, for I cannot hear them. Oft times the greyness of my eyes strikes me blind, then I cannot see them. Many nights their touch is all I have; my sheep and my memories.But No Sound by merlynhawk
Neon signs flash all along the crowded boulevard. Hocking their wares, they scream at me, playing tricks with tiny explosions of light, hypnotizing with their message ... but no sound.
People shuffle and bump me, laughing raucously in their own private world of joy, but I do not laugh. They appear ashen and misshapen; hideous monsters, growling through yellow stained teeth. I look again and they are not monsters, what happened later was really no fault of theirs; they are just happy, stupid sheep.
Still no joy fills me at the thought of them, for there is no sound.
Bristle-faced men, dressed in oddly garish clothes, grin at me, mouthing words I cannot hear. They point to half-dressed women, and want me to pay mo
The EternalThe EternalThe Eternal by merlynhawk
Picture if you will, a placid lake, surrounded by trees, wild flowers, and towered over by snow capped mountains.
The Sun is shining down at just the right angle to reflect perfectly the majesty of the scene. Every image that surrounds the lake is beautifully mirrored on its glass-like surface. Not even a hint of a breeze disturbs this picturesque landscape.
At the edge of the lake, jutting out into the shallows, you find a finger of large boulders where you stand to survey the awesome beauty.
You think to yourself, As above, so below.
*** What you see before you though is an analogy of Eternity. ***
How can that be, you ask.
Well, take one more step out onto your finger-like promontory and I shall explain.
As you look at the surface of the lake it seems that what you see before you is all there is, and as you stand there you perceive no change. This immediately indicates to you that no change will ever take place.
Eternity seems a safe and certain place.
I'm a 50-something Pagan woman, retired due to the progression of my disability.|
I'm a writer and artist, though I made my living until a few years ago, as an accounting tech. (Kind of diametric opposites, don't ya think? )
I've written 6 books in the last 3 years and write, or at least work on, the latest book every day.
Current Residence: Wales, UK - originally California USA
Favourite genre of music: Oldies, Yanni, Celtic, Rock and Roll
Favourite photographer: Mike Shaw, MarkAdamus, Sam - OldYorkie
Favourite style of art: All styles
Operating System: Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: Mine - people have a tendency to get angry if I use theirs
Shell of choice: Snail
Wallpaper of choice: Webshots
Skin of choice: my own - here again people get put out if I try to use theirs
Favourite cartoon character: SpiderMan, the X-Men (Wolverine), George of the Jungle
Personal Quote: Everybody is a genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree it will live its whole life believing that its stupid. - Albert Einstein