Oak Trees

What Grand Oaks are these!
Standing together, we breath.
Forest shadows grow long,
we must move on.
Night falls,
we are gone.
At dawn, the Grand Oaks delight,
they greet again the light.

Friend or Foe

A shout is the chained gate; a whisper, the pass key.

Place in the Universe

To realize how little you know, is to glimpse wisdom.

Fire Flies

Sparks take flight, launching from their smoldering cradle, each flying ember seeking to alight, burst into flame, and come to life, newborn firelight.
Only a few of the sparks will survive to flame alive as fire life.
The brightest fires, burn hot with flames well fed, holding nothing back to bring the light to guide and comfort all who are fearful of the night.The finest fires burn hot and bright,  with flames well fed and steady they light the night.  These fires glow with life, which flows within when they give their all to burn bright, and share their light to illuminate those lost in the darkness of the night.
The best "fires" brighten lives, and bring light to souls lost and afraid in the cold darkness. These fires hold nothing back, freely offering all that is within them to feed and nuture the brightness of their fire, and shine their light to guide and comfort souls lost, alone and afraid in the cold darkness.
However, given an individual "fire's" finite fuel, the hotter and brighter the fire, the shorter the burn.

Unfortunately, the old wisdom seems, to me, to be true; the good do tend to die young.

Spring Sunrise

Ever Present

What was,

will forever be.

Almost within Reach

Infinite existence, transcendent wonder, horrific savagery, endless enlightenment.