greetings
we are the children of this very night wind that carries the ancient light of icy stars the keepers of time and stories who are still expanding beyond the scope of human intelligence we are the children of the grey blue rockies that holds millenias worth of secrets and stories the nurturer of the first spring shoots and smallest ferns of thousand years we are the fragile bits of vulnerable life on this earth simple offspring of dualities and oppositions our hands cold and empty eyes eager to see into the open with no other weapon than a hope we look far and wide, the open vast grandness filling up, filling up our empty bellies and weak hearts. children, vulnerable but decorated dearly with love of present, gracefully diving into the open future, i salute you, a fellow dear friend, into the new day, with courage love understanding