a journey of awareness
PoemI always wanted your wingsSo I could soar across the Grand CanyonI never wanted your pride,Indifferent to animals caught in your claws.I understand your screechBecause I too cannot carry a tune.We do the best we can,Feathering nests in order to survive.If only other people would stopAdmiring us for what we are not.[Disposable Poem October 26, 2011]Dr. Mike
A thing is only what it is, when compared to something else. Uncompared: It Is. Uncompared: I Am. It is: without limit. I am: it. It is: I. Everywhere, everything, always...
Poem
ReplyDeleteI always wanted your wings
So I could soar across the Grand Canyon
I never wanted your pride,
Indifferent to animals caught in your claws.
I understand your screech
Because I too cannot carry a tune.
We do the best we can,
Feathering nests in order to survive.
If only other people would stop
Admiring us for what we are not.
[Disposable Poem October 26, 2011]
Dr. Mike
A thing is only what it is, when compared to something else.
ReplyDeleteUncompared: It Is.
Uncompared: I Am.
It is: without limit.
I am: it.
It is: I.
Everywhere, everything, always...