Fire Lake Revisited

We are back at the Lake. The cabin is so nice, and warm. As I look out the window, the view of the Lake is breathtaking. The snow is on the ground, just a light dusting. The trees have a light covering of snow on them, making the pines even more beautiful. The small Creek that runs by the cabin, has water trickling over the rocks. Even in winter, that stream still runs.

It's been two years since I met her, and now, here we are again where we first met a each other. As I recall, that was then the full of the year. Now here we are, close to Christmas, two years later. Time flies, when you are happy. The fireplace is so warm, and cozy. I had A new sofa brought to the cabin. A love seat, if you will. A beautiful hunter green. Of course I still have that old leather wing back chair, and I have added to the old bookcase. I never thought once, that we both could be so happy. She is in the kitchen, cooking something special she said. I don't know just what it is, but it smells really good. I just brought in more wood to get warm, and dry for later. The lake has spots of small ice on it, and with the reflecting sun on the ice, makes it looks like dozens of small rainbows twisting, and turning with the wind and current.


Lunch is ready, she calls. As I go into the kitchen I get a funny feeling, I cant put my finger on it as i sit at the counter she brings me my lunch, and whispers in my ear, surprise, close your eyes and smell. Do you remember? As I close my eyes and inhale deeply, I am shocked to find myself thinking of the first time we met. A picture her flying for cover behind the couch,with her black silken hair flowing wildly through the air, and bingo! It is the same as the first meal we ever had together. She smiles, and nuzzles my neck. Do you remember? she asks. Oh yes I remember, do we really have time for lunch? She Simply smiles and takes my hand then asks, shower first, and then... yes and then hot coco? That would be nice silk, that would be very nice. This cabin has magic in it. That magic you ask? Well that magic only comes from one person her name is simply.. Silk! My love, My life, My friend, Silk, a woman of amazing grace, talent, and most of all, Love.

The Mind Quest

The Mind Quest

Everything is ,but is not.
Everyone See's but in truth is blind.
A sword that cuts, yet can not cut its self, is like eyes that see but yet are blind.
The mountains themselves are but mountains,
yet to man they are a challenge to overcome.
The universal mother earth loves and nourishes all things,
but she will not lord over that what suckles of her life.
To be without being is the essence of life.
To ebb and flow with the everlasting universe,
is to know strength and weakness.
To be full, you must first be empty and content.
To be wise, you must only open your mind.
All this can be but yet not be.
The morning glory that blooms for but an hour, differs not
at heart, from the giant redwood living a thousand years.
For all things are equal with a open mind.
The flowers depart, and we cry to lose them.
The weeds arrive, and we hate to see them grow.
Yet, both are beauty and life, to the open window's in our mind.
I have found, in truth, all that I am I was.
All that I will be, I am.
My mind is open and flowing, with the cosmos at last.
I no longer have wants or needs.
I have understanding.