"If to search for a souls peace in an unjust and troubled world be a fools errand, then before you now stands the King of Fools. To frail to abandon his quest."
"Please walk with me awhile and indulge the ramblings of a weary traveller"
FeatheredFish (c)2002
I know this now
to be true;
Everything is entwined
When your flesh is injured does your soul not cry out
When you soul is injured does your heart not ache
Such is the circle
The trail of the
spirit has many features
Wide open plains
Steep mountains
Dense wood
Deep ravines
Raging rivers of tears
Quiet Lakes of peace
And trickling singing streams which feed both
Many paths may appear
to trick you
Show great promise but lead away from your destination
Look again,
The vista from this point may make the path clearer
Revealing the landscape
Its beauty or its dangers
Accept the trickery as a wondrous gift
All creatures are
family, equal and diverse
May the fish not dream of flight?
May the bird not dream of swimming?
If the fish dives
and makes the bird chase him
Does he not help his brother in his dreamquest
If the bird catches the fish and carries him into the air
Does he not give him wings?
Both need the other to realise their vision
Such is the balance of the circle
Such is the giving
Now my name is clear
to me
This is my vision
The angry troubled
Warrior given colour
A gift from the Rainbow Dreamer
My Soul now rides with the Warriors of the Rainbow
FeatheredFish (c)2002