loving both the wind and the stillness

Starlit Woods, Charles Burchfield, 1917

A lone hunter stalking a deer

Just past sunrise

The sound of a footstep snapping a twig

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Beside the creek a child, a boy, is weeping

But he isn’t a boy at all, he is a young man 

And he has been dead now for a very long time

Really there is no one beside the creek but me 

On an autumn morning with no people there 

To see my tears, for I am the one who weeps

And I am afraid

Son, oh son, please come back to me

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I love the dawn and the dusk, the starlight and the moonlight. I love the wind and I love the stillness. And I love that which is, and I try not to desire that which is not. Another day is here, and all I need to do is live it.

James Lee Jobe 

Allman Brothers Band, Statesboro Blues

Live at Fillmore East, 1971

If you want to know me, look inside your heart.

Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching

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The things that matter most in our lives are not fantastic or grand. They are the moments when we touch one another.

Jack Kornfield 

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