cotton ball clouds float
panorama patches blues
green fields spring anew
african people
to drink still muddy water
walk four miles a day
bare tree alone stands
spring time leaves no fruit to bare
roots dug deep in time
By Soulcruzer
Self-development blogger blogging at the cross section of narrative alchemy, imaginal psychology, chaos magick, self-development, self-authorship, meaning-making, and conscious living.