In Process…

South of st louis, 
Two strays took canvas
Through plains of kansas
Via missouri.

Windmills
Stood
Stilled
Betwixt plains and hills.

 Mountain dark shadows
Over elk king’s meadow,
There snow-melt stream
Divided sun and  moon beams.

Where flats met heights,
 Rung sacred rites,
Sung by the sands of time 
Casting shadowy lines. 

Guardian of the Threshold

Dhamma wheel
Prayer to Ganesha

We pray to you Ganesha, 
    Father of the Gods

Your mother is Lady Paravati,
    your father Mahadeva

We pray to you Ganesha, 
    Father of the Gods

You, with two kinds of teeth
    and four strong arms

You have vermillion on your forehead
And ride on a rat

We pray to you Ganesha,
    Father of the Gods

from: Shamanism and Tantra in the Himalayas