A clarinet note dragged out like smoke
smudged across the Sky
as the Stars dance
within the Medicine Bowl…
Change unending I sing!
Eternal are Irony
Painful lessons and laughter I bring
to the World’s vast community.
I dance to my own heart’s beat.
I’ll hand you Wisdom on one side
…and then fall to my own conceit!
For I am both the Illusion
And the Mirror that cannot lie.
For you, oh my den mate, I sing…
With you I survive, or die…"
One of my Singing series, each of these poems is inspired by a Teacher found in Nature. A star, stone, plant, animal etc that holds lessons of Wisdom for those willing to listen. Today’s Singer is one of four that insisted on being written as a poetic quartet. While not the first voice penned, this is one hoopy frood who, despite any evidence to the contrary, knows exactly where his towel is :o) Can you guess who is singing?