I am a stag of seven tines,
I am a wide flood on a plain,
I am a wind on the deep waters,
I am a shining tear of the sun,
I am a hawk on a cliff,
I am fair among flowers,
I am a god who sets the head afire with smoke.
I am a battle waging spear,
I am a salmon in the pool,
I am a hill of poetry,
I am a ruthless boar,
I am a threatening noise of the sea,
I am a wave of the sea,
Who but I knows the secrets of the unhewn dolmen ?
Saturday, 13 August 2011
Return of Norris.
Yahh Norris the hedgehog has returned.
Ive not seen him for sometime now but heard him rustling in the garden the other night and am very happy that he is OK.
So he is well, is he?;-) I had one for a friend, too, in the garden by my old home [insert melancholic rant;-)]. I used to sit beside him and have a beer, and we always had sort of a non-verbal chat. Then he would make off into the underbrush to have a snail or two and go to sleep or doing mischief;-). Was kind of a ritual... and I´m glad to have that memory. Good to have such friends!
I'm glad to see your friend has returned.
ReplyDeleteGood to see your old friend is well, John.:-)
ReplyDeleteYep im glad to see he is OK :)
ReplyDeleteSo he is well, is he?;-) I had one for a friend, too, in the garden by my old home [insert melancholic rant;-)]. I used to sit beside him and have a beer, and we always had sort of a non-verbal chat. Then he would make off into the underbrush to have a snail or two and go to sleep or doing mischief;-). Was kind of a ritual... and I´m glad to have that memory.
ReplyDeleteGood to have such friends!
Greet him.
Yep he is well ;-)
ReplyDeleteNice story Markus.