THE PROMISE OF MORE:
Riding bikes between the back of fields. Fresh black-top snakes,
the hiss of tires rolling down their wet backs & the curve of crisp
gutter white lines. The blood pumps, the sting of steaming shower
water & the light of a bright Autumn sun. The gift of an extra hour
as we pick blackberries for porridge time. Plugged back into the
lap top at the kitchen table, re-drafting the book, Keith Richards
on Desert Island Discs.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Black snakes…
White ladders…
Red blood…
Gold veins*
Majestic Oak, an ocean of life for feather and fur and all that lives in between. Bolshy and proud in it’s Autumn uniform. The last to get it’s leaves and the last to lose them. Today is a good day to breathe in the sweet Autumn air.
“If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.” – Nikola Tesla
Great words from a great inventor, especially for a seeker like me, but some days it´s so much easier to just be.