No Wings No More

Where are the birds 

As my eyes move over and past 

And the trees whisper in loneliness 

Where are the birds 

As the wind blows touch-less to feather

Blinded and blackened in breath

Where are the birds 

As feelings wash outward of a world

A world soon lost or never to have been found 

Where are the birds 

Where is the sight 

Where is the knowing 

Where is the earth-amongst the marching form of its troubled child

I stop, amongst those desperate to arrive 

And I wonder in their blur  

Where are the birds...

And from a trees still growth came

"Brother, they are with wings

  What need of they to stay here"

 "You will find them 

   Where life is one 

   And the lives of all things made of our mother, are life" 

mF

  

My Fathers Song

I found an image which reminded me of a song my father liked. I still sing it to my son when he goes to bed. 

Thought I would share the lyrics and the image. 

It's a beautiful message to not give up on your dreams. 

"The River"

You know a dream is like a river

Ever changin' as it flows

And a dreamer's just a vessel

That must follow where it goes

Trying to learn from what's behind you

And never knowing what's in store

Makes each day a constant battle

Just to stay between the shores...and

I will sail my vessel

'Til the river runs dry

Like a bird upon the wind

These waters are my sky

I'll never reach my destination

If I never try

So I will sail my vessel

'Til the river runs dry

Too many times we stand aside

And let the waters slip away

'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow

Has now become today

So don't you sit upon the shoreline

And say you're satisfied

Choose to chance the rapids

And dare to dance the tide...yes

I will sail my vessel

'Til the river runs dry

Like a bird upon the wind

These waters are my sky

I'll never reach my destination

If I never try

So I will sail my vessel

'Til the river runs dry

There's bound to be rough waters

And I know I'll take some falls

But with the good Lord as my captain

I can make it through them all...yes

I will sail my vessel

'Til the river runs dry

Like a bird upon the wind

These waters are my sky

I'll never reach my destination

If I never try

So I will sail my vessel

'Til the river runs dry

Yes, I will sail my vessel

'Til the river runs dry

'Til the river runs dry

Peace and light

mF

Angel Unto Flight

Currents push to move me 

As I stand alone against the rush 

Conviction feeds the furnace within

And pure lights truth does my shine imbue 

Yet my blooming embodiment 

Finds less the company of those

Who fill this flow, of masses at my toe

So I call in trembling voice 

For a message to lenders of the light 

In service let me stand

For these new wings have not the breath 

In places where I were 

mF

(Image is of the sketch of the tattoo on my chest) 

New World

The whole world needs a culture change. 

Culturing the highest good from humanity. 

Which starts with every individual human being. In the moment that is most beneficial to actualising real change. The moment that is every moment in the past and future. The moment now. 

I for one feel humanity could be doing much better with itself. 

If you feel our projected future and current surroundings on all levels meets your deepest and highest feelings of good, than you may disagree. But I do not. And I'm wanting to contribute to change by becoming and voicing my deepest and highest good. 

Life, living, humanity, the earth and it's future, I take very seriously. 

Especially when I feel humanity is capable of so much more than it currently offers to itself and all others, on every expression of our existence. On this blue planet we all share as one. 

And in place of sitting idly by, I'm doing the best I can to applying my highest good to all parts of myself and my expressions to the world I feel inside me. To the world that is ours to make as beautiful as we may dream in unity. 

Cringe as you will, but what modes have programmed your reaction to doing good and being good ? 

And silence me with the evidence that around you, human beings treat themselves and the world with peace and love of the highest good? 

I have changed. As the world should. 

For clarity on culture and it's many levels, find the definition below. 

cul·ture   (klchr)

n.

1.

a. The totality of socially transmitted behavior patterns, arts, beliefs, institutions, and all other products of human work and thought.

b. These patterns, traits, and products considered as the expression of a particular period, class, community, or population: Edwardian culture; Japanese culture; the culture of poverty.

c. These patterns, traits, and products considered with respect to a particular category, such as a field, subject, or mode of expression: religious culture in the Middle Ages; musical culture; oral culture.

d. The predominating attitudes and behavior that characterize the functioning of a group or organization.

2. Intellectual and artistic activity and the works produced by it.

3.

a. Development of the intellect through training or education.

b. Enlightenment resulting from such training or education.

4. A high degree of taste and refinement formed by aesthetic and intellectual training.

5. Special training and development: voice culture for singers and actors.

6. The cultivation of soil; tillage.

7. The breeding of animals or growing of plants, especially to produce improved stock.

8. Biology

a. The growing of microorganisms, tissue cells, or other living matter in a specially prepared nutrient medium.

b. Such a growth or colony, as of bacteria.

tr.v. cul·tured, cul·tur·ing, cul·tures

1. To cultivate.

2.

a. To grow (microorganisms or other living matter) in a specially prepared nutrient medium.

b. To use (a substance) as a medium for culture: culture milk.

[Middle English, cultivation, from Old French, from Latin cultra, from cultus, past participle of colere; see cultivate.]