


Its high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin… an erratic…
the autumn chill speaks of a coming death arise and awake time to harvest and hope for needed…

Days drift while leaving; into the twilight evening; followed by the dark night; then mornings blessed light….
I am the moon; so distant and cold, wise and silent. Hung in the void of eternity I…
Listen to the mustn’ts, child, Listen to the dont’s – Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts…