"To see a World in a grain of sand, And Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour." .William Blake.

I am wandering through the woods, thinking with the whole of my immediate life as my mind's backdrop. My thoughts are carrying down my mind stream like freshly felled leaves. The redwoods are tall enough to pick my heart up out of its bony cage. And what I was thinking about vanishes into the crystalline shine upon the water's surface.
I am myself. I am as important as the colors of this earth. I have a message to portray to the world and I realize that this life I have has a destiny. I am passing the trunks of many souls to follow towards a goal that, like climbing a mountain, will continue anew once through. I have climbed up a path and I come to realize the past was just a white light. A flick of my eyes and behold the sight of vivacious roots crawling out from the earth like arms relaxing.(I caught a moment of their motion onward as I too would go.) I see Laurel trees bending towards each other to make an arc. "Is that one tree?" I wonder awed. No, but it is the love and protection of nature's way. I put my hands in my coat pocket along with the feeling of warmth.
Life is Love and Love is Life.