Find Yourself - Lose Your Way -
An online garden for peaceful introspective
She whispers my name... Only I can hear
Wednesday, June 05, 2013
Eleventh hour of the sun It is later than you think Run rabbit run, run It is later than you think Acid ocean Sulfur sky It is later than you think Days go by and by and by It is later than you think The mirror knows The flower grows Like it or not That's the way it goes And it's later than you think
I am the Accidental Taoist
A child of the sixties who has not forgotten the promise of those days.
But unlike so many people my age - I remember all the stuff that has gone down since then...
I believe in earth first - we have no other place to go.