( Desktop Wallpapers ) When I've desire for invocation, I look to the stars and gaze upon them, bowing to their majesty. When I've desire for clarification of my smallness, I look to the mountain , the forest, and the river. When I've desire of calming, I listen to the cry of the oceans and seas sweet reverie. Yet, when I've desire of possession, I’m unable to hear The Mother’s language... earth tones. O! When I've desire, let it rumble! Permit it crack my falsehearted tongue like a mirror . © 2011 by mark prime
(The Weaver's Song)