nature
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Balance
Cave echoes, a canyon expanse. A sure junction, vivacious slotted transformational curves; Realized in inference, and linguistically slippery. A sound. A map. A feeling. Vision toward the mountains. Unity incarnates. Water vapor collections adhere as thunderclouds; elegant and boisterous, loving… Continue reading
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A Note for Me to You
Beauty surrounds us every day. An incredible gift. Just feel it, and know that it came into being, just like you have. It is as constant as the tides, and like the tides, it is always in motion. Look into… Continue reading
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Sing ’til We Die and Keep on Singing
Find the pieces wherever you roam. Our sacred light and its warmth aglow. As each day dawns and brings new life. How beautiful, to spawn and sing til we die. -GKT Continue reading
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invisible match
When we say our words There’s a feeling that’s heard, The spin of the lightest flame. When we turn our backs There’s an invisible match, Sparked by decisions made. -GKT Continue reading
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Deeply In
Deeply in, Heaven’s breath fills the space… Jolting in my head, The foot of fiery pain. My thoughts, quake and split… Morph. Be. Like the wind, I say to myself. The yin of every day. Blowing freely over the slopes… Continue reading
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Rain
In the eye of each drop, a dream proliferates. Rain on your tongue, or the river at your back. A sky bound mind; life-giving clouds reflect the formation of a thought. Changing. Ever-ranging inspiration within the coming rain. -GKT Continue reading
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Symbiosis
The motion of the wild Speaks endless verses… What it says to you, Depends on who you are, How deeply you listen, And what you choose to focus on. -GKT Continue reading
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Life Sings in the Noble Forest
Generals highway, quiet at daybreak. Sights unseen around each bend. The Kaweah river gleams, rushing through the canyons it has carved for itself. Inspiration steams from my eyes. With every step I admire my surroundings, searching for the best route… Continue reading
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Sonorous Surroundings
In the spirited shine of the sky’s swaying sea, I savor the sun and schlepp my sweet steel stringed sound singer to the summit of a substantially statured and spacious southern Sierran slope. My sauntering slows to a stroll as… Continue reading
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A Dream within a Thread; Springs Unmatched
I wish to breath your joy, hear you laugh and hiss. See your face, full of light, like a dream, cloudless, Realized in a moment frozen. To feel some way that we’ll never forget. ~ In this western rain, the… Continue reading
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Lungs
Trees speak like a man with no name. No ego in their wisdom, nor breadth, nor frame. Wholistic, natural, planetary lungs, Provide us everything. -GKT Continue reading
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Floating On A Pin Tip Whisper
Gratitude fucking the sky. It reaches me. The ravens flew. They squawked. I rolled down the passenger-side window, “Take me with you in the sky!” But before I could get the words out, they flew by. Their presence accented an… Continue reading
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Fiddler’s Dream
Radiant beauty with lock and key, On any street or mountain free. Oh forlorn lucidity. The mirror of my mirror steams. A token vision, A fiddlers dream. -GKT Continue reading
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Particles of Anything
Particles of anything, before all my eyes, appear as magical Earth. Sauntering in silence through planes of vision. Painted by warm fading light and unhatched night. Swimming as one In seas of release. Speak to me. -GKT Continue reading
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Her Reflection
How does her reflection Shine so bright in the eyes Of a twin, high up on a mountain? Smiling down into the fertile valleys, Soaring beneath the birds in flight, Calling out into the desert hills, And listening to world… Continue reading
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The Creative Center
I am eternally grateful, …The creative mind… or the creative center… The infinite depths and expanses of one’s own wonder and self belief. ▪️ The formless excretion of soul and original nature; powered by openness, willingness and courage. ▪️ It… Continue reading
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Shedding
Spinning rage into cotton cloaks. Shading burnt skin pulled over pupils wide and alive. Minds; optimistic and thirsty to know. But what history shows is a continued pattern. Break bamboo and float to safety. Be not afraid of the noises… Continue reading
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The Evening Sky Falls
The evening sky falls Beyond the walls, thick. Towering. The brink of Lone Pine Lake. Molecules Frozen, if only for an instant, if only for the season. Animals Breathe; And ancient bellows move Throughout and within the heights of the canyon.… Continue reading
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