Monday, July 21, 2008

I love to sit on the summer porch between 5&6 a.m. I listen for the sounds that invade the silents of the morning. A hawk slowly approaching our woods causes the birds to become silent, while the little squirrel living in a tree near-by, cries out warnings. I think of the ways of the Indians how they listened, searched for signs, and read time and other warnings in the sky. I always get blown away, when I read how things were before all this modern stuff kept us buried inside a grave of our own making. Enjoy the silents - let peace provide encouragement.

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