NAPKIN WORDS #75 2011 - Dedicated to Mike Prevor

1. TWO DIFFERENT WISDOMS
When time tells you that nothing ends, listen
closely.

When time tells you that everything ends, be
prepared!

2. WINTER WARRIOR
Fiercely, the sun tries to conquer winter and fails.

She is the storm of cold ice and is never defeated
until she walks away at her own time, of her own
choosing!

3. INVESTIGATION
Life is just a clue presenting the evidence.

You are the jury looking at the evidence.

Make your deliberations wisely, based only
on the evidence presented.

Should you do these things, you will always
walk away free.

If you ignore the clues, the evidence presented,
and refuse to deliberate on what it all means, you
become imprisoned in a cell built of ignorance!

4. SENSES OF HEARING
Sometimes, if like me, you have large ears, life
can indeed be loud.

Which is why I say thank God, for allowing me
to also have a large heart which softens loud
noises to the beauty of chimes, so that I have the
pleasure of hearing buds at their first moment of
blooming, that song of a nightingale, the
wondrous rush of a brushing, cool wind
upon my smile of life!

5. THE SKY ABOVE ME
I still spend a great deal of my free time
seeing what magic awaits me, when I look
at cloud paintings moving in a clear blue
springtime sky.

Sometimes, when I am lucky, I see shifting
dragons, kings atop thrones, angels chasing
angels, wondrously shaped trees, mountains,
great gatherings of children, and so much more.

I am sure your clouds hold their own amazements.

I urge you to take a moment and not miss the
astonishing sky show going on. Then take your
time to see its art, understand the wonder of
your mental creativity!


GLIMMERING

Holidays paint invisible

drawings, soften air,

becalm sands of

wandering.


Palms weave songs

of wondrous success,

allow floating of a

sun

where we can love.


Children, reared in

wisdom,

have space to store

their laughter, discuss

their fame, fortune,

nestle with time as

it points a way

towards

a time to

be.

Those places unknown

we call

tomorrow.

Only then will we

understand

fully,

what truly has

passed.



by Edward Hunter