Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Early Morning Leaves

The powerful presence of these leaves left me speechless.  It took some weeks of getting to know them, just before dawn, before I had the courage to draw them.  The leaves, the small tree, presented a very complex picture of consciousness.

"The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are boing back and forth across the door sill
Where the two worlds touch.
The Door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep."

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