Whiteclouds's blog

Old jack had plan he was going try
To win lotto and a big mansion by
Jack faith that was all that was required
Now his working life had just expired
So Jack at bed each night would pray
Before on his head on a pillow he lay
Let me win the lotto he would as
And left to the Lord to complete the task
Many prayers Jack sent upstairs
So why was old Jack huddled and in tears

My Visual Rainforest.

Walking through the dripping vines and soft undergrowth. This place so peaceful and calming to my mind . Birds chorus in a enchanting tempo of sound, while around me small creatures scurry through the forest floor . What beauty I found myself within. Here my mind becomes gentle caressed and soothed by every element of Mother Earth.:

DEPTH OF BLUE
From the depth of oceans blue
Songs and wisdom, perfectly true
We need to hear them from within
Messages from our friends with fins
Giving us warnings oh so clear
Of discomfort we shall bare
Our power has changed our fate
They're telling us it is not too late.
Tune in your hearts and light its flame
This is truth, it's not a game
We need to change, we need to fast

NATURES BEAUTY
Peaceful, calm the forest once green
Water so clear, air so clean
Seasons changes and winter nears
Trees and shrubs shed their wares.
The wind tosses the leaves around
A golden carpet fills the ground
The artist sits immersed in the view
Browns and reds on sky of blue
Upon the canvas stark and bare
Each stroke applied with loving care

FINDING MY SELF (inspired by Darien Spirit)
The journey of self we take alone
No answer shall come by fax or by phone
inwardly we look into our hearts
were answers have lain since our journeys start.
We can look into the evening sky
Search the stars thru telescope spy
But when we want our truth to come out
Listen to our soul, there is no doubt.
Finding a friend we call self

THE MASK
The morning sun takes my hand
Spreading warmth across the land
A new day has broken through
Changing the darkness to a sky of blue
I take a moment to bless this day
Eyes closed I begin to pray
Beauty and wonderment you share with me
Thank you for the sunshine that lets me sees
How will I fill the hours I ask?
How can it be done without my mask?

TAROT
78 cards in my hand I hold
Laying them in patterns the story unfolds
A little of your life that's been
Painting a picture of today's events and scenes
Behind your futures door we peak
For answers to questions that you seek
The journeys is long with many turns
With knowledge and understanding so you learn
The story is told and the cards all read
You ponder now on what's been said