A gentle kiss.

It was the first day of spring in Alaska. The sun was shining like it does everyday. This day there were no clouds in the sky to cast any shadows. The snow was still blanketing the earth, melting in the heat of the rays of the sun. My cheeks felt the kiss of the sun. A brisk gentle wind caressed both cheeks, creating a smile on my face. The feeling of the sun and the wind made the spring in my heart overflow with joy. It was if they both cared for me and my happiness this day. Is it possible? For the sun and the wind to care so? Anything is possible and I imagined so. The wind will assist in shaping the sands of the earth. Each granule of sand plays its part, together they form the land and shape of the desert, this changes ever so slightly each day, other days drastically. The snow is temporary cover for the earth and the wind will also direct where the snow stays or blows. The sunshine melts the snow where it may, day by day as it pleases. Until one day it is all melted away. The sun rays and the wind are directed by our creator, God the Father. So I imagine the sweet caress of the wind and the gentle kiss of the sun rays are for all to enjoy and receive. Enjoy everything life has to offer. I know with all my heart that each and every single person I know has an amazing life. How do I know this? You are alive!

Unintended Poetry of intention.

Man will look to man for the meaning of life. Life looks at man, the meaning of life. Finery finesses the soulless. The souls soak up the sun. The rays only shielded by Au, mailable to fit the wicked of the wickedest. A wicker chair will be sat on by all willing to sit. Take me back to before cuneiform, I do not belong here. So I will sway with the wind and soak up the sun.

Healing

A call to healing

Our Savior is Jesus Christ

He will restore our brokenness

We are the broken-hearted

when our hearts heal

our future children will no longer suffer

We knew our Creator before He was given a name.

Accepting Jesus is accepting our new destiny

to protect the earth from the ills of mankind

a sober Native is a loving native

sober up

stand up

we are love united

Happiness

Oct. 25, 2006

A pink kite is content when it is flying on a cloudless day. Then a gust of wind blows so hard the string moves to the end and breaks. The kite goes higher and higher and travels many distances and sees great lands, never has it been more happy. The wind dies down. The kite crashes to the ground. If a kite could bleed this would be the time. The kite is not sad because it knows the wind never stops blowing. But what is a kite without wind? Simply, a kite that does not fly.

Long Forgotten

I wrote this in memory of those I grew up with and still think about.

IMG_1025I lay in this box, not a smile on my face, nor a tear in my eye. My heart no longer beats, but I have taken you with me to a special place. The memories you have, I pray brings a smile to your face. Though I am gone and in the years to come I will fade, as a dream long forgotten, remember me as I was. No one is perfect and everyone makes mistakes, but when surrounded by laughter my imperfections had reason. The wind will still blow and the sun still shine. When life is in overdrive and you feel a crash is near, hold the ones closest and embrace what is next with no fear. Fear brings a pain, it may be silent or loud, no soul can fix. If you know who I am and your heart skips a beat, memories may flash, the river start to stream or the light seem dim, all I ask is this, when the sun is aglow and no clouds in sight, take my hand in the wind and walk with your feet in bare and dream of a better tomorrow. For the past is the past as heartache is heartache, but a new day is in sight for new memories to be made.