high on the cliff
miles of car lights
rimmed the coastline below
above stars clear on a dark night
suddenly
rolling fast and furious
an ominous wall of smoke
enveloping the land in its path
shrouding life into mystery
perception into painting
the dry air moistens
and rain drops fell
for the first time in six months
soothing pitter-patter
drumming all night
washing the earth clean
leaves, flowers, tree trunks
sidewalks, streets, buildings
water finally arrives
awaking the desert
the child is so smart
loves playing hide and seek
hiding under a blanket
on the bed
while i count and search
around and around
until i "find" him
over and over again
building a train track
and a cover for the trains
watching "mighty machines"
fire trucks, saw mill, trucks
playing with sand
running in the surf
riding on the bike
singing a song with dad
earth is a beautiful place
evil exist only in our hearts
relationship is mis-communication
the world mirrors
the hate in our heart and homes
being alone is a blessing
once you have the understanding
of being one with nature
you can't be lonely
if "you" are not there
realization is personal
it starts and ends with each self
it is for you and no one else
cast not pearls to swine
you can't enlighten anyone
unless they are willing to learn
animals exist in a state of need
self-preservation is survival for the community
it's not for self
the word is very misleading
it mean being selfless
desire only exists in human beings
this desire is the cause of our sorrow
the self is desire
when the self is subtracted
there is no desire
there is only need
community survival
