~ Dedicated to my good friend David ~ daithiva ~ who also loves the tropical ocean.... ~ Above the mountains the Geese turn into the light again Painting their black silhouettes on an open sky Sometimes everything has to be inscribed across the heavens So you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small bright and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. Sometimes with the bones of the black sticks left when the fire has gone out someone has written something new in the ashes of your life. You are not leaving, you are arriving. ~ David Whyte from The House of Belonging

imagine...just imagine ~ dedicated to my friend Rich ~ alaskaman53 ~ and his wife Rita! ~ The Opening of Eyes ~ That day I saw beneath dark clouds the passing light over the water and I heard the voice of the world speak out, I knew then, as I had before, Life is no passing memory of what has been nor the remaining pages in a great book waiting to be read. It is the opening of eyes long closed. It is the vision of far off things seen for the silence they hold. It is the heart after years of secret conversing speaking out loud in the clear air. It is Moses in the desert fallen to his knees before the lit bush. It is the man throwing away his shoes as if to enter heaven, and finding himself astonished, opened at last, fallen in love with solid ground. ~ David Whyte - from Songs for Coming Home ~ bigmindcatalyst.com http://davidwhyte.bigmindcatalyst.com/cgi/bmc.pl?page=pubpg2.html&node=1034