OK, I get it.
The lone wolf stood upon the precipice which looked over the magnificent valley below. It was dusk, as the last illumination of the sun receded below the western horizon.
This was his domain, and he was the alpha male of his pack, yet had turned his back upon them to make his way through the wilderness alone.
Still, he was lonely, and longed for a mate.
Upon the horizon the moon began to rise. From a distance the wolf could be viewed sillouetted upon her full face.
The wolf was compelled to throw his voice across the valley, and sanctify his place among all the rocks, trees, and animals, and especially his brothers and sisters who he missed.
Maybe they would hear his voice and come to him.
Illuminated in lunar glory the lone wolf began to trumpet. He trumpeted and trumpeted continuously.
It was not long before the trumpeting of wolves could be heard across the entire valley, as all his brothers and sisters were trumpeting in his honor, and trumpeting for each other, and just trumpeting in the joy of being alive.
elephants howl and wolves can trumpet
osiris..as i read i was feeling the beauty of your story and then when you got to the trumpeting i laughed out loud.
The Big Elephant
The Big Elephant is much wiser than I
I don't know how she does it, how she knows
But she does and I have come to trust her words
Not really words, but thoughts transmitted to me
Or more so feelings and so I feel her intent.
And so, as she is the big protective beast
She leads her loves to safety and holds them there
And when the danger has passed, she looks around
And smiles and then walks forward, plodding along
Leading all to her succulent grounds.
She has an inert wisdom of where she needs to be
At any given time and at this time she goes to the river
She sinks into the waters and then quite playfully
Sprays all those around her, laughing in her delight
She holds all close to her in her might.
It is a cleansing time for all who have come
A playful time of tenderness and care
A rejuvenating, a release of all that is past
A time of reveling and just to enjoy
She then goes to feed upon the eager trees.
She never looks back, only ahead...
"she never looks back, only ahead......"
Yeah, that seems to be the lesson for me.
Elephants are the loveliest people.
" dont forget what you know! "
- the elephant never forgets.
i feel it....
like the wind
have blown across me
i feel cleansed.
a few days ago, friday, i was at the top of sam's point in ny state...the wind was strong...and i relate this verse to what i experienced there.
The Big Elephant
The Big elephant never tarries for too long
She engulfs herself on what is available at the time
And then she moves on
Lingering beyond is not in her sense of being
And so she moves, she moves, she walks on.
And yet she senses those who wish to linger and ponder
She allows them to do so for a time,
Understanding their hold on what is or was
But as she moves slowly from her presence, she gives notice
And makes her awareness known to the others, subtley.
Moving slowly then, she brings attention to her movements
Not by force but by presence
No sense in holding on to what is past, she thinks.
For this will not be here tomorrow
We have to find a new day, a new holding for the new day.
And so she walks, slowly she walks, planting her feet into the new ground
Ambling forward always, never looking back
And then she feels her charges following, ever so gently
It does not matter to her for she will be moving forward anyway
But it is nice to know that the others feel it so as well.
Nice to know, for the moment, that she will not be alone....
The Elephant meet the Wolf near the spring by the granite pinnacles that spired above them into a cloudless blue sky.
"Ya' know we have a bit of a conundrum here." said the Elephant to the Wolf. "Yes I am aware of this answered the Wolf." The Elephant continued,
"Those people posting on The Encounter Board at Shirley MacLaine's have got us all screwed up!
"Tell me about it!" said the Wolf. "My pack and I have been trumpeting all across the land. It is down right embarrassing! Nothing like this has ever happened before!"
The Elephant agreed, "My people are on the verge of tears continuously. We won't talk to each other anymore, and we wont announce our presence at the water hole, and we can't call after our children because they think it's you coming after them! My goodness! Who on Earth could have conceived of Elephants that Howl?!?!"
"....and trumpeting Wolves! How absurd!" Added the wolf.
The Elephant sighed, "I know this is all just one big misunderstanding.", and the Wolf agreed, "Yes, that is all this is. How bout' we just swap our howling and trumpeting back again without telling anyone, and just continue on as if nothing ever happened. No one will have their feelings hurt, and we can be one big happy family again."
So The Elephant and The Wolf swapped their voices back to the way it is supposed to be.
The Elephants all across the world now trumpeted with joy for having their trumpeters returned to them, and The Wolves now bey and howl at the moon and for each other with the joy of having a unique misunderstanding resolved.
Is this not beautiful??? Cooperation at its best. Finding a way to make everybody feel comfortable again.
And the Big Elephant sighs and questions, "What have we learned here?" And as she lingers, her thoughts conclude, "Compromise. Seeing, hearing all. Incorporating all perceptions into one big view. Though we may not always understand another's views, still we must embrace them, acknowledge them, respect them. And in doing so, we find ultimately a commoness, a unity. And in that unity, we find a place where we can all exist together in peace. And just what is peace, she thinks? Peace is the ultimate union of all, incorporating all views of the Big Elephant. Recognizing, understanding, accepting that there are many views of the Big Elephant and that no one is wrong but all are right in the big picture." She then signs again and smiles, thinking then, "It is good."
Just for Fun
A farce written by Mark Twain: The Stolen White Elephant - a really funny story about a white elephant that is kidnapped, and the buffoon of a detective who finds 'the stolen property' too elusive to find.
This has prompted many thoughts within me. I'll have to let them gel before I respond, but just wanted you to know. Thanks.
I would like to move now
just a better view
which is poetry in itself.
The Big Elephant
The Big Elephant, looks at all angles
So as better to identify with what she
Is seemingly approaching.
She does not acquiese, simply because
Someone else says this is the way it is.
She defines for herself what is and then
Makes her own judgements from there.
She does not take another's word for anything
Until she has defined for her ownself
What is actually happening.
And when she has adequately done so
Then and only then does she move in that essence.
And that is the Spirit of the Big Elephant
And her wisdom.
The Big Elephant...
...is the matriarch of the World.
Her people borrow open Earth for all when there is no rain...
which brings Earth Mothers water to the surface for all the animal families.
Creating the water hole of life from the desert of Death.
The mighty Lions attack not the Elephant, not for fear of size,
but out of respect!
Does the Big Elephant ever sleep? Or is she an insomniac like me? HA!
Ya' Know what?
I stay up nights wondering about that!;)
The Big Elephant
Sleeps when she needs to sleep
She's got it all down
And she doesn't seem to be concerned
She just lives life to the fullest
In her setting
ashes and snow
oh yes electra..ihave seen the photos on tht site..they are soo wonderful and i especially love the ones with the elephants...i cannot handle the moie or what ever on my computer ut i look at the slide show.
.deb you will so love this site that electra has posted foryou.
The Big Elephant
The Big Elephant stands
And in her standing she peers around her
Slowly taking in all that surrounds her
Scoping, she does, visualizing all that is in
As she munches on the leaves of the trees
Feeling the succulence inbibe her
She continues to peer around
And finds those peering at her
And she wonders....
What is it that they see that so enthralls them
Why would they look at me eating upon this tree
While they seem to be so beleaguered
In there own lack of sustenance
And still she wonders....
Then she feels darts coming at her
As if they could penetrate her tough hide
She then smiles at the futility of it all
And continues to eat
But still she wonders....
Why would anyone want to harm her
For just being who she is
What threat has she ever posed on another
Her ivory tusks braze the branches
On the tree in which she feeds....
Ah, she thinks, could this be it
Could it be that I hold the sanctuary of myself
In these ivory tusks that I present
The essence of strength to shake the branches
Again she nibbles on the leaves....
She smiles then, not feeling it necessary to proceed
With any further thoughts on another's perceptions
But just relishing in her own and feeling sanctified
In her own presence
Flapping her big ears, hearing....
And as she does so, she finds that she
Easily frees herself of the darts
That were thrown at her
Her long trunk swifts them easily away
And she continues to forage....
The Big Elephant smiles.
This art moved me in a very deep way. For a long time today I kept looking at it and feeling something deep in my soul. There is so much beauty and serenity in it. Glad we could share this together. :)
Bell - Electra
The Big Elephant
The Big Elephant
Is moving now
Though she walks slowly
Her steps are planted
The Mother Earth....
She is leaving behind
All that from which she came
And going forward
To all that which she perceives
To be in await
And she shivers in the wonder....
Slowly she walks
Every little thought that she has had
Putting it all together it seems
To make some sort of sense
In this moment now....
As the sun crests itself
Above the butte before her
The rays extend themselves
Enveloping her, caressing her
She feels comforted then
In her walk beyond....
Yes, it is a walk beyond she thinks
For hasn't she gone far beyond
And back again and again and again
Only to capture
What she missed the other times
And the lesson still remains....
Tired but rejuvenated she thinks
What more could be to her blessing
In that she find exactly
What she has sought
In her coming to herself
And so she stands once again
Stoic in her presence
And remembers from long ago
I am that I am who walks this earth
Just because I am
Then there she sees the rising sun...
And the Sun speaks
I see you dear one
Who has come
I will honor your presence
As you honor my own.
You have not gone amiss
You are not sifted from me
I will be there for you
As you are here for me.
Let us discover the possibilities
The Big Elephant smiles then
The Elephant's Heart....
Oh Michael, thank you so much for this beautiful picture. This just thrilled my heart with a big triumphant trumpet!!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!
And I am howling, too!!!!! Wahoooo!!!!!!
Love you, buddy, Deb
Nice Deb, very nice.
The elephant has grown a lot since last I read this piece
Grown in wisdom, size and love and maturity
I hear the voice in soft spoke words within itís only heart
And feel the wisdom itís comes to know from the very start.
It sure is nice to see you post. :)
The Big Elephant
The Big Elephant looks around her
She sees all that she has done
All that she has presented
And she feels herself wanting.
She understands that
She did the best she could do at the time
But still she sees that she could have done more
And it is there where she now resides.
And so it is that this is where she now resides
Sounds like the Big Elephant needs a day at the spa!
As the Big Elephant waits
So does the rain come
A slow, drizzling rain
Draping her with its moisture.
And in the essence
She lifts her head high
To feel the pure cleansing of such
Basking in the moment.
There seems to be no other words
That would make it anymore
Than what it is
And so she holds the cleansing of such.
She simply receives the cleansing
As the raindrops drape upon her back
She delights in the moment
And turns herself to be more in direct
...of its renderings.
It's only a second
Elephants have a great memory or so it is Iím told
Itís good that they remember as their growing old.
But in a way itís not so great, they see all the possibilities
Of paths they took or could have taken throughout eternity.
Each of us like the Elephant only have so much time to live
And in that time all we can do is decide how much to give
And once weíre done, we should not grieve over the possibilities
For in the end, this is just a second in all of eternity.
"This is just a second of all eternity" ...
and I am glad I saw you here, and thought of you, for just that one moment.
love to you and yours
OH I love this
How many times have we stood and waited
For our friend to catch up
Or vise versa?
It's because we want to share the journey
And then, there we go
Sauntering on down the lane
Catching up with our questions
And our sharings
Oh how beautiful is the
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