Morning as such
but not at all.
No sunset.
No sunrise.
A star travels
‘bout our heads
as a slow ring of fire.
Never leaving us.
Day breaks anew.
Life now stirs more.
Birdcalls beckon us to rise.
Time to play the games of the day.
Souls stir & spirits soar,
with the Tarmigan we fly.
Caribou greet us with a curious eye.
Bear tracks tell of an evening visit.
Dall sheep peer from rocky perches.
All is as in slow motion,
No reason to hurry.
The world is at peace.
Life in balance
No good, no evil,
Only divine intention.
Our existence barely acknowledged.
Alone we are together,
Crowded by life around.
Our lives carry little meaning here.
Only life itself, important.
One world, by God,
for those who wish.
Eyes are opened,
Souls renewed and refreshed
and we see his master plan.
These are the important things.
By Brian R. Langhoff (6/21/2003)
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