each person in my life brings me a present.
each present is a prayer, a blessing.
i write each present as a word on a little slip of paper.
because they are prayers, not all of them have manifest yet,
i pour the presents, the slips of paper into the inside of my body
the slips of paper turn into birds which fly off
into the infinity that is inside of me.
they will return when it is time for that blessing to manifest in my life.
it is very sweet. i watch how sweet,
watching listening… to this feeling,
these birds, a-wing on the air.
some prayers are answered now. like one from kiomi.
i can see how some are closer and some further.
it is like earth and river…. this feeling
that has now become birds.
6/27/99 6:15 am