With eyes closed and heart open
I hear the whisper of the wind
As it bids adieu to brother sun
The waves raise their heads in unison
and bow with gratitude and humility
we have had a good day they sing to brother sun
your warmth have kept us flowing with power and grace
we have been energized and balanced
we sense the coming of sister moon
and feel the gentle touch of her sweet caress
we rise and fall with smoothness and gentleness
as she makes her way across the sky
so long brother sun, thank you and blessing on your travels
may those that greet you
do so with joy and gladness
knowing that the gift you bring is Divine Love
Wow!!!I can easily imagine the picture you so wonderfull write.Such a peaceful place. Such respect for nature and I love the sun being called Brother Sun. Reminds me of Saint Francis. Wonderful!Thank you so much.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
With Love,
Cindy