reverence

the avenue of the giants

crowding the olde highway south..
winding the narrow roadway ~
giant trees..towering, upright lofty red wood trees..
the ents..the giants..
the ancient venerables; allies of the humanoids ~
speaking clearly in their silent stands..
their groves of wisdom and sagaciousness..
elder sages of the forest and woodland..

hiway 101 south..
the aire is full and empty..
the shadows.. bright with sun sketches..
each tree holding centre in sovereignty..
transmitting clarity cell by cell to all and any
...who slow the route to listen..
to quiet in to the reverence it takes to hear..
ears open..wide open..flared like bull's nostrils..
tingling with awake..
now and always..
no time for ones' own story..
present..be present..
listen ..be this awake..
nothing to know..to hold as your own..
instead..transparency please..
beeeeee with us..beeee with theeeee...

awe is inarticulate...
the most reverent of feelings-
one senses, when one is in awe..
that yes!..we are human..
our mind, our heart is dwarfed by what it meets,
we cannot capture it in a set of beliefs..
~ we had best keep our mouth shut..
our mind open..while awaiting further mysteries...