The winds of change dance in our lives, Like northern lights chasing their own shadows in the sky. We can see better ways and easier days, We know there must be a more honorable and humane way. It is for us to pick the flower in our minds, It is matter of standing up and not just standing behind.
We dream the soft solution alive, With the strains of peace and duty with which we strive. It is the wind of time that crosses our path, It is the scarred skin of our souls that know human wrath. We, standing together, are the solution, We are the warf, weave and frame for a velvet revolution.
Richard Lukens
Hello Leslie,
Welcome to the Architects community. Its great to have you with us.
All the best,
-Rick
Jan 21, 2011
Cierra
Thank you so much for the friend request. I love your picture. Amazing Rainbow lion. Love and healing light to you my friend... Cierra
Jan 22, 2011
The Ancient One
The winds of change dance in our lives,
Like northern lights chasing their own shadows in the sky.
We can see better ways and easier days,
We know there must be a more honorable and humane way.
It is for us to pick the flower in our minds,
It is matter of standing up and not just standing behind.
We dream the soft solution alive,
With the strains of peace and duty with which we strive.
It is the wind of time that crosses our path,
It is the scarred skin of our souls that know human wrath.
We, standing together, are the solution,
We are the warf, weave and frame for a velvet revolution.
( Negug,
Timm
Ondamitagos - Native Poetry )
Jan 24, 2011