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A long river flows

With every star perfect reflected

Fish rise pale silver from the deep

Arching towards the light.

Soft surfaces dance and twist

 As the quiet river flows on,

All the while a dark lacey sky veils

The wet velvet of Unknowing.

Full moon patterns of dark and light
Life reflected recording pathways
Stars lightning highlighted drama 
playing the landscape 

Winds gust blowing weaker stems
Clearings give space for new growth
Felled timber feeds the soil 
Old Wisdoms passed down to the young 

Mountains proud undisturbed
steadfast rocks to grasp
Searching out our journey
Pitfalls await the careless foot

Mountains proud undisturbed
steadfast rocks to grasp
Searching out our journey
Pitfalls await the careless foot

Shades of dawn varies as day takes over
Nightlife sleeps as we awake
Our journey to continue until day turns to night.

This evening the air is pure liquid golden

Burnished brilliant with a pulsing resonance,

Vibrating in its own particular brand of magic.

Barely a breath of wind d the old sycamore 

As tentative shadows ripple across the fields

Tinted lustrous green with deep orange hues.

A flat horizon empty sea beyond the slate roofs

Flecked by darker steel blue grey shards

As wind- waves serrate its surface tension.

Everything attending to its time to be, as it is.

No bell tolls in mournful atonal calling,

Without effort breath flows in and out

Only now meditation begins its uncoiling spiral.

The long shivering call of unseen curlews

Stretches time into a faint pink glow whilst

Reaching into the dissolving infinity of heaven.

Two crows rise into view in a pale liquid sky

Before they, without sound, cut separate paths.

Another aspect of Being comes to stillness

Becoming absorbed deeper and deeper into landscape.

Attenuated until the point of mergence

Duality fades into the endless tumble of rebirth –

As the Sun slips the rim of a rain shadowed hill.