To: tomkow6; Lady Jag; WayzataJOHNN; MEG33; HopeandGlory; Kathy in Alaska; NY Attitude; ...
Good morning everyone.
"Loud are the thunder drums in the tents of the mountains.
Oh, long, long Have we eaten chia seeds and dried deer's flesh of the summer killing.
We are tired of our huts and the smoky smell of our clothing.
We are sick with the desire for the sun And the grass on the mountain."
- Paiute Late Winter Song
230 posted on
02/04/2008 7:47:51 AM PST by
Soaring Feather
(I soar- 'cause I can....then I fall of my perch...Thanks Tomkow6)
To: Soaring Feather
I like this poem, it has the element of real life in it, a longing for the end of winter.
231 posted on
02/04/2008 9:28:50 AM PST by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: Soaring Feather; Lady Jag; NY Attitude; WayzataJOHNN; tomkow6; Kathy in Alaska; tongue-tied; ...
Happy Monday To The Lair
Wonderful expression of winter weariness..and a great graphic,
Soaring Feather.We may break a record and hit 80 today.
235 posted on
02/04/2008 10:33:49 AM PST by
MEG33
(God Bless Our Military)
To: Soaring Feather; NY Attitude; MEG33; WayzataJOHNN; Seadog Bytes; Kathy in Alaska; LUV W; ...
CALM
If you know the point of balance,
You can settle the details.
If you can settle the details,
You can stop running around.
Your mind will become calm.
If your mind becomes calm,
You can think in front of a tiger.
If you can think in front of a tiger,
You will surely succeed.
- Mencius
245 posted on
02/04/2008 11:25:27 AM PST by
Lady Jag
(Always look on the bright side of life)
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