where shall we get religion?

beneath the open sky, the sphere of crystal silence surcharged with deity

the midnight earth sends incence up, sweet with the breath of prayer

go out beneath the naked light and get religion there

sam walter foss



-Cody-

Remembering our dear Cody who went over the Rainbow Bridge two years ago today.
We still love and miss you so very much...

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4 comments:

Ambermoggie, a fragrant soul said...

Sending hugs

10 January 2012 00:13
Pussycats and Angels said...

Sending you hugs too!
No one can take away our wonderful memories though :). I lost my pony I had for 20 years, 14 years ago and there's not a day goes by when I don't think of him!
I hope you are feeling OK?
Bright Blessings
Julie

10 January 2012 08:41
jill said...

Sending you love and hugs Laoi.xxxx

10 January 2012 10:59
Kadeeae said...

{{(H)}}

10 January 2012 18:37

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Song of Amergin


I am a stag of seven tines,

I am a flood across a plain,

I am a wind on a deep lake,

I am a tear the sun lets fall,

I am a hawk above the cliff,

I am a thorn beneath the nail,

I am a wonder among flowers,

I am a wizard: who but I

sets the cool head aflame with smoke?

I am a spear that roars for blood,

I am a salmon in a pool,

I am a lure from paradise,

I am a hill where poets walk,

I am a boar, ruthless and red,

I am a breaker threatening doom,

I am a tide that drags to death,

I am an infant: who but I

peeps from the unhewn dolmen arch?

I am the womb of every holt,

I am the blaze on every hill,

I am the queen of every hive,

I am the shield for every head,

I am the tomb of every hope.
All things share the same breath~the beast, the tree, the man, the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

Chief Seattle


Johney Gaul~1915

Johney Gaul~1915
1890-17 september 1918~France



The beauty of the trees,the softness of the air,the fragrance of the grass,speaks to me.

The summit of the mountain,the thunder of the sky,the rhythm of the sea,speaks to me.

The strength of the fire,the taste of salmon,the trail of the sun,and the life that never goes away,they speak to me.

And my heart soars."


Chief Dan George