Walks With Hawks/Harvey Doyle
some of us I was brought into this physical life and it was a
Orphans home, ups and downs, heartaches,
scars from wandering and also wondering what shall I do.
One person stands out in my life and I
will always honor that person until I pass to Spirit form.
How many times she called me to her side
or just to lie down to listen to her and share something beautiful
by just looking up toward the heavens. The glowing embers of a
sunset, the call of the whippoorwill
in the forest, or one of those rare moments when Venus draws near
the new moon.
times she held my hand to comfort me through misunderstandings,
through fear, through hope, birth and death of loved ones, happiness
times she taught me that no one is ever alone.
times have I stroked her green grass and lay upon it.
times have I heard the call of the birds of wild to speak from her
and even the coyote who also spoke and so much more.
always in the presence of Creator-God who loves us—no matter what
might appears to frighten us in life.
times my mother said “You can do it!” and how many times she
refrained from saying, “You will never make it.”
many blessings I wish upon her, my mother, Mother Earth!!!