Leaving the Herd

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Leaving the Herd

I left the herd
The instinct gone
On open land
I find what's lost
I am river
I am stream
I am mountain
That breeds a distinction in me
My soul joyous for the place I'm in
I have returned
I am of sacred hand.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

I can just image the kind of culture we could have obtained had we heeded some of native american thinking, manners, etc.

thanks ft!

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your piece addresses how we stray from ourselves over time and the only way to rediscover what we truly are is to withdraw from the herd...I left the city herd to graze upon rooted fields of solitude and I don't expect to ever return to the hustle and bustle of city life...great write, my friend - FT

[Alfred Kukitz]

Ladies! Ladies!

What a joyous day I finally got my Herr Mahjor drawing. Herr Mahjor is
pronounced "here my your"
Thank You for your visit!

regards,
al

[Kelly Scheppers]

You have such a poetic soul, my dear.

[Lydia Shutter]

The spirituality in this write is enchanting. Reminds me of Native American attitudes. We are one with the land.....indeed, we must take care of it as we take care of ourselves. Lydi**

[Alfred Kukitz]

I feel a big hug from all of you my friends. I, too, shake your sacred hand.

Regards,
Al

[Perkele.7885]

There is a something special that reaches out from within ourselves to be heard by nature itself. I am a part of you, I am at one with you, we ascribe to freedom itself.

[Pryde Foltz]

That sense of stillness and wonder one gets when she hikes among the hills. Spectacular:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i sort of feel this way, Al...having the age now, and the experiences...i have found my own path and i proudly take it...

really like this one.

j.

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That s beautil words. Go and search where you bellong. And you can be what you want. Back at yoiur roots land. I wish you hapines.