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The Gatekeeper — Connecting Generation To Generation, Moment To Moment   7 comments

Italian SpringsImages by kenne

Mit Truax Benefit May 4th

The Gatekeeper
(Connecting Generation to Generation, Moment to Moment)

I can still see him
walking the land
at the end of our day —
his long shadow
stretching across the land
saluting the setting sun,
listening to the breeze
slowly moving the trees
each in concert with the sunset.

Surveying his domain
in a moment of thanks,
collecting the feelings
inspired by nature’s
changing of the guard
continuing life’s connection
to all things now
and all things to come.

Even as before, I watch
him through youthful eyes
now knowing his thoughts
formed by years of experience
and a divine connection
to the rhythm of the ages,
the language of the universe.

Not just another sunset,
but a passing of the baton —
connecting the day with the night,
yesterday with tomorrow,
creating moments of recollection
of life’s passages from now to forever,
ensuring our never-ending existence.

— kenne

Capturing The Moment — Silverpuff and Desert Chicory   6 comments

7 Falls April 2013Silverpuff and Desert Chicory — Image by kenne

They grow up together
maturing in the desert sun.

She became a
beautiful white flower —
chicory by name.

Soon one night
he blossomed
into a handsome
yellow flower
only to change
dramatically
by mid-morning
to a silver globe —
silverpuff by name.

Standing there alone
only she knew
of his conversion —
making his change
even more special.

Coupled together
to the earth
their offspring
scattered to the wind.

Soon the very elements
that nurtured
their beginning
will bring about
their ending.

— kenne

Look Around, Art Is Where You Find It   3 comments

MMM 02-04-13Image by kenne

seeds jettisoned

dizzily dancing

riding the wind

capsules abandoned

doors remain open

attraction lost

to the ages

now it’s time

to turn the page

you know it ain’t easy

to see another view

but, these feelings

won’t go away

echoing off all tomorrows

echoing . . .

echoing . . .

kenne

We Are One On One Planet   5 comments

A MESSAGE TO ALL HUMANKIND

Sometimes life is unpredictable.
It dictates things that you do not want to pursue,
nor do you wish to listen to.
But no matter how we resist life,
it won’t allow itself to lay unappreciated
and devalued for a long time.

For each day we live on this planet,
each breath we took when were awake
and each silent breath when we are asleep,
life is already in its existence.

For life is within us,
it envelops us in everything that we do.
It is there, silent and yet overbearing,
when we took our own paths,
when we mold our own destiny,
and when we choose wise and unwise decisions.

Decisions that might or might not
affect the way our life will be.
For no matter what path we choose,
life is always there.

Life is the essence of life.
Life is a God-given gift bestowed upon humankind.
Life is our life.
Without life, humanity would not have existed,
I would not have existed.

Life gives us the freedom to choose,
to see things in its pure goodness,
but above all, life gives us the ability to live on this planet.
For it is life that we found each other. For it is in life that we are one.

We are not only citizens in our own countries
but we are citizens of the world.
We are here because of life,
and we are here because we have life.
Live life to its fullest form.
Thank God for bestowing upon us life. Life is life.

  — Unknown

Life Is A Circle   Leave a comment

“You have noticed that everything an Indian does is in a circle and that is because the Power of the World always works in circles, and everything tries to be round . . . . . The Sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball, and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours . . . . Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were. The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves.”

— Black Elk, Oglala Sioux Holy Man, 1863-1950

kenne

Posted November 2, 2008 by kenneturner in Commentary, Information, Poetry

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