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Glistening Point – By Me and D

Glistening Point

Glistening Point

The fire is crackeling

in the darkness of the night.

The fire is burning 

till the onset of first light.

When I

gaze into a flame

I feel the primal hush

stir and stoke 

behind black eyes.

The crush of dark 

and death

sharpened to a glistening point.

 —

The fire brings its stories.

From old days and long nights.

The fire is smoldering.

Under a starry winters night.

When I

gaze into the flame

I feel the primal hush

stir and stoke 

behind black eyes.

The crush of dark 

and death

sharpened to a glistening point.

— 

There is no way.

I can explain

the glistening

of an emerald flame.

There is no way.

I can explain

the glistening

 of an emerald flame.

Hello people I’m back! Sorry been so long had a mad and wicked last few months. I will not be posting as much as I did in the past as I feel I’ll post when the inspirations is really there.

This song was written over facebook with a  good friend of mine. It’s still not finished I think. Tell me what you think please? I’ll love some advice and ideas.

Hope you guys enjoyed it!

IT”S FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Emerald Flame

Emerald Flame

 

Screaming Within

Screaming WIthin

Screaming Within

From the deepest depths of the self.

Comes a cry out of worry for my health.

A cry of irritation that’s been kept from the world.

A cry of illumination screaming what I stand for and want in this world.

The Nomadic Eagle

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Wind Brother

Wind Brother

Wind Brother

You creep up on me from far off lands.
To show me what is to come and what the world has planned.

When you talk to me you say the world is always changing
and you never know what amazing wonders you’ll be facing.

Sometimes you warn me of great hardships to come.
Many miles away from places where the sun has already gone.

You blow past with a never ending thirst for exploration.
Off to far off lands without any further explanation.

This is the life of the winds that blow.

Howling past like a brother you used to know.

The Nomadic Eagle

Wind the ultimate traveler.

Wind the ultimate traveler.

Happy Eagle Year 2013

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@>– Handbook for 2013@>–

(*)HEALTH(*)

🔹Drink plenty of water.☑
🔹Eat Breakfast like a king,
Lunch like a prince &
Dinner like a beggar.☑
🔹Live with the 3 E’s–
Energy,
Enthusiasm &
Empathy.☑
🔹Make time to pray.☑
🔹Play more games.☑
🔹Read more books than you did
in 2012.☑
🔹Sit in silence for at least 10
minutes each day.☑
🔹Sleep for 7 hours.☑
🔹Take a 10-30 minutes walk
daily And while you walk,
Smile.☑

:p PERSONALITY:p
🔹Don’t over do. Keep your
limits.☑
🔹Don’t take urself so seriously.
No one else does.☑
🔹Don’t waste your precious
energy on gossip.☑
🔹Dream more while you are
awake.☑
🔹Envy is a waste of time. You
already have all you need.☑
🔹Forget issues of the past.
Don’t remind your partner with
his/her mistakes of the past.
That will ruin your present
Happiness.☑
🔹Life is too short to waste time
hating anyone. Don’t hate
others.☑
🔹Make peace with your past so
it won’t spoil the present.☑
🔹No one is in charge of your
happiness except you.☑
🔹Smile and laugh more.☑
🔹You don’t have to win every
argument,Agree to disagree.☑

SOCIETY

🔹Call your family often.☑
🔹Each day give something good
to others.☑
🔹Forgive everyone for
everything.☑
🔹Spend time with people over
the age of 70 & under the age
of 6.☑
🔹Try to make at least three
people smile each day.☑
🔹What other people think of you
is none of your business.☑

LIFE<3

🔹Do the right thing!☑
🔹GOD heals everything.☑
🔹However good or bad a
situation is, it will change.☑
🔹No matter how you feel,
Get up,
Dress up and
Show up. The best is yet to
come.☑
🔹When awake in the morning
thank GOD for it.☑
🔹Your Inner most is always
happy. So, be happy. ☑

In advance
Happy New Year

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Flower meets Man

A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love.
Max Muller

Flower meets Man

Flower meets Man

Calling by The Nomadic Eagle

Calling...

Calling…

Calling

I sit here in the morning.
Listening to you calling
my name.

I sit here in the morning.
Listening to you calling
my name.

No other but you can call me…

I sit here in the morning
Listening to you calling
my name.

I sit here in the morning.
Listening to you calling
my name.

no other but you can call me…

And I
I am falling for you,
and  your calling.

And I
I am falling for you,
and your calling.

Just a little something I made up while playing on the guitar yesterday. Still thinking if I should record and publish it another day.

The Nomadic Eagle

Calling...

Calling…

Child of Africa

Kengwana mo Africa – I am an African child. The Nomadic Eagle is an African child

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Celebration!

There is not enough celebration of companionship. Relationships aren’t just about eroticism and sexuality.
Francesca Annis

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Companionship

Companionship

Companionship

This is what we call COMPANIONSHIP

Coming from nothing at the start.

Out of laughter and things you could never have thought.

Moments like that one amazing fart!

Pouring your hearts out to each other.

Aiming to help or advise one another.

No one else you would rather share the moment with.

In these moments you help each other find clarity.

Out it comes like an ancient myth.

Needing no more than your best friends words.

Seeing the other’s worth as a human being.

Handing each other the keys to life and living.

Interacting on a basis of truth and understanding.

Putting each other first as much as needing.

This is what we call COMPANIONSHIP.

The Nomadic Eagle

BFF's

BFF’s

Nature’s Sound

Nature's Call

Nature’s Call

Listen. Can you hear it?

The sounds of nature is on the wind.

Do you hear the crickets call?

Do you here the leaves that fall?

Listen. Can you here it?

The sounds of nature is all around.

Do you hear the soft steps of ants in the night?

Do you hear the dung beetles where they battle and fight?

Listen. Can you hear it?

The sounds of nature is calling out.

Do you hear the hyena’s laughter of delight?

Do you hear the thundering echo’s of lions that fight?

These are the sounds of nature.

Those sounds that could sometimes pluck a tear.

But inspiring those who listen to its calls. 

For nature holds us captive in its great abounding halls.

The Nomadic Eagle

In the Bush

In the Bush

A Moving Sea

But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. 
Khalil Gibran 

A Moving Sea

A Moving Sea

Step into the river.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.
Heraclitus

You can try...

You can try…

The Beauty Of An X-Ray

Read and hear The Wind pick you Up and take you places! 2

The Girl In The Subway

The Girl in the Subway Door...

The Girl in the Subway Door…

Looking at a girl through a subway door…
Wondering what her life holds in store…

So many places she could be going…
So many things I can’t even dream of knowing…

A life predetermined by a set schedule…
A life without life walking after a timetable…

This is the life of the girl in the subway door…
A life full of unknowns like dust on the subway floor…

The Nomadic Eagle

Catching a glimpse before disappearing forever.

Catching a glimpse before disappearing forever.

Companionship

South Korea Companion

South Korea Companion

I was struck by the simple truth that sometimes the most ordinary things could be made extraordinary, simply by doing them with the right people…
Nicolas Sparks – The Lucky One

Life verses Snow!

The future lies before you, like paths of pure white snow. Be careful how you tread it, for every step you take will show.

Every step will show!

Nature In All it’s Majesty!

Nature In All Its Majesty

The one thing I can  not live without

is the majesty that mother nature is all about.

All of mother earth holds its beauty.

From the smallest snowflake to a landscapes majestic beauty.

Everyday we find ourselves surrounded by towers of cement and steel.

Not looking outside and feeling for what is real.

Everyday we just live life as it feels.

Forgetting what live is all about and how we can heal.

I come from a country with astounding beauty and splendor.

A child of Africa forever and ever.

But I find myself  now in a world of man made structures that lets the mind wither.

With an unquenchable thirst for what lies just outside among the heather.

It is my dream to return to Africa.

For there nature runs rampant and free.

From the somber lands to the high flying Águila.

Such importance majestic mother nature holds for me.

Let’s go back to the ways of old and live free.

Enjoying mother nature in all its glory.

Opening up our minds for only then we will see.

Natures unfathomable majesty.

The Nomadic Eagle

African Wildlife

The Eagle

The Eagle

The Eagle soars on high.

Looking down to the land from the sky.

Almost floating like a feather

on the winds that carries it nether.

Always keeping a watchful eye

from there way… way up high.

Leaving no land unread.

In it’s eternal scavenge till it’s time for bed.

Even the Eagle has to rest.

Even if flying is what he does best.

He has to come down to the nest.

To recharge his buzzards head.

It’s at such times that he tries to understand himself.

Coming back from the distant lands where  he found himself.

These times he uses to contemplate.

For tomorrow may bring a strange new fate.

He wakes early in the morn.

Flying of into the new dawn.

Feeling the morning sun on his wings.

Knowing what today just might bring.

Suddenly he spots something on the ground.

Close to a big towering termite mound.

He ducks his head down.

Looking more focused on what he have found.

The air rushes past his wings.

Feeling the rush that only the chase can bring.

Suddenly the hare bounds of in a fright.

Trying to get out of the light.

But the Eagle has its ways.

Learned through all its life long days.

Tucking in his wings to get extra pace.

To quicken the hares deadly fate.

This is the life the Eagle leads.

Finding daily exactly what He needs.

Scavenging everywhere for new things.

Either on the ground or on the wing.

The Nomadic Eagle

The eagle and its prey!

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