Hummingbird Songs

Had a visitation by the Green Man. This morning I read a Taoist meditation saying nature speaks through the birds and flowers. Read this poem below as well. Big medicine. By Lauren Raine, 

The Green Man

Remember me, try to remember,
I am the laughing man with eyes like leaves.
When you think that winter will never end,
I will come.
You will feel my breath,
a vine caressing your foot.
I am the blue eye of the crocus,
opening in the snow,
a trickle of water, a calling bird,
a shaft of light among the trees.

Life Starts Clapping

Wherever
God lays His glance
Life starts
Clapping.

The
Myriad
Creatures grab their instruments
And join the
Song.

Whenever love makes itself known
Against another
Body

The
Jewel in the eye starts
To

Dance.

— From The Gift by Hafiz

Gentle Wind Raging Fire

The flames are licking up the knotted tree
So close now I can feel blue blood igniting
A gentle wind blows from the sacred place
We walked and talked of life and love
Love is born in the quiet place
It burns so hot it consumes all it touches
I can’t help but press on into the dark place
What is there looking back at me
Into that raging blue fire I shoot my heart
Awaiting nothing to return
The Phoenix rises from the ashes of my doubt
The holy fires burn in distant stars
Here it comes