June 1st, 2008

Wise Fool

I love the way the coyote runs

He is my wise fool

I laugh at the way

He makes light of my

Idiosyncrasies

In his ungraceful race

Over the barren hill

Watching his aura swirl and spark

Through the dry grass

Makes me feel as magical

As I am



I love the way the earth seduces me

When you listen to her

She unfolds in relentless beauty

When you feel her love

The wildflowers grow on the hillsides

Just to bless you

She makes every little detail

A work of art

And I see how eager she is to

Show us how to heal

It makes makes life feel as abundant

As I know it to be



I love the way the universe swirls around me

All of it's forces shifting into place

All of this power

Is simply knowing our capacity to create

Could anything be more profound

Then seeing myself in the coyote

Or running my fingers through the earth

And feeling myself in every facet of life

Swirling through the sun

As the Water Horse jumps up from the lake

To take away the illusions of pain

It makes me feel as magnificent

As I know her to be



Take it one step further

And there are no words

Just the thousands of dimensions of stillness

The paradoxes of nothingness

Of everything limitless

It's as the moment Buddha reached enlightenment

And said, this can't be taught

It is like laying on the couch

And daydreaming with Einstein

As his Indigo flashed through unseen worlds

As it raced with the supernovas

Falling back into our reality

We are the Kings, Queens and Wizards

Our whole entity of life

Is as powerful as we know it to be.

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