Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Sacredly Dreaming

A community on the hill
Vines crossing in a jungle of spiritual knowledge
Jungle fruits and donkey calls

Chocolate goat milk devine
Mountains stretching to the unknown
Mesmerized by Hawks in flight
I fall into the Earth
Tumbeling into never ending green
Engulfed by Ecuadorian Mountainsides
And disappearing wouldn´t matter because its all too beautiful
We forget about the world only a twinkling valley bellow
Echoes of reggeatone remind us that life and ufo.s exist

Going into battle we machette the hillside morning dew

Tenderling loving the garden in afternoon rain

Laughter floats in the wet winds, careening over hidden waterfalls

Hiding in lost boy lofts staring at the stars, listening to the secrets the trees tell the grass

Twinkling dewy wonders unlock stories of universes on brail patterned leaves

The smallest gallaxy spiraling fractals in the imagination

Goddess spirits collide, rejuvinating wonders, unlock fairy tale magic from the heart

The garden our playground the jungle our fortress
Learning, Loving, Living

A community on the hill
http://www.sacredsuenos.com/

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