a jewel i found in the forest, i left it there. as it rains i want to be moss, the green thick moss. can i be moss and be me at the same time. can i soak up the rain and smell like earth. the white pearls in amethysts beyond my reach. if i am real i am everything. this dream i live in, this dream that thinks i am only me. i scream and make the dark rough trees, that stand above me, shudder. only at the little creek the red-osier dogwood grows.
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I've missed reading your blog ---
from Sue
(this is my other blog, but it's not very exciting)
I need to come back to the forest. I'm going to do that on this blog. I look forward to catching up with you.
-- also from Sue
This is beautiful, Jozien. Loving you.
Love the picture!
When it rains heavily I cover myself and am at a oneness with nature.
Sometimes at home- with windows open and blankets pulled up around my neck- it feels so warm and comforting!. Other times- outside close to the trees, the moss and the wildflowers.
On rare occassions during rainstorms ducks will fly just over the trees when using the creek to navigate.
I love it most when rain is so heavy and loud that the air seems dense. It makes me feel alive but somehow I just want to lay down in a deep long sleep.
ohhh hdt you seem to know this thing of Oneness more intimately then i do,wonderful, for me it is still so....evanescent?
(not so much ephemeral, but always there but just beyond my experience)fleeting?
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