Carndo (Bill Whitehorn)

[carndo]

if memory serves me right
I was heading back
from a fishing trip
walking through a forest
when over my head
flew an owl
I guess
I got too close
to her nest
all I know
is that I fell on my belly
throwing the tacklebox one way
and fishing pole the other
I did not want
her claws in the back of my head
scared the hell out of me
I waited until she was gone
yes warning was made
don't argue
with a horned owl
lesson for the day

[carndo]

lately my life
has gone a little crazy
seems I was in an accident
last year
and put me in the hospital
broke my ankle
and three bones in the top
of the foot
and there I am
in physical therapy
for three months
healing and trying to learn
to walk again
it's not something
I want to go through again
too much pain
trust me
it sucks
lesson learned
watch the traffic
when crossing the road dummy

[carndo]

wings that fly
across the blue sky
touching in the clouds
where if you look
the mountains rise
horizons smile
past twilight
shades of clouds
reach into tomorrow
currents past
that final time

[carndo]

funny thing
here I am sitting in the silence
with nothing much to do
it's that time of the year
where the loneliness eats away at your soul
but you can't help yourself
sometimes it's just the way it is
you try to find something to do
and yet...
nothing seems to satisfy you
you'd get out
if it wasn't raining
but it's pouring
cats and dogs outside
so you look for something to listen to
just to pass the time
or turn on the TV
but all the reruns you've seen
hours pass slowly
and damn
you realize you're getting old
even though you refuse
to see it

[carndo]

here I am
touching within
searching in that certain completeness
reaching in those echoes
held in that silence
where a balance
finds what it needs
destinations held
into those journeys
moment to moment
where you reach
for the light
eloquent underscores
into yesterday

[carndo]

we have our own way
of speaking our truths
that wisdom crying from our hearts
whispers that can't be contained
that reach out
and grabs you
telling you
to simply listen
But will you?
will you listen to the light that surrounds you
will you listen the echo
that repeats what you need to know
it's right there before you
right in plain sight
all you have to do
is take it

[carndo]

another rainy day
falls within that moment
where I'm lost in my thoughts
uncleansed
yet somehow it doesn't matter
I'll find a way
to keep occupied
sometime I'm laughing at myself
for thinking silly thoughts
yet that's life
those random moments
that we all go though
yet don't have a second thought
while in them
yea tell me about it

[carndo]

memories falling back
where in the mountains
one would find a trail
then take off and see where it leads
occasionally you'll find yourself
in the most amazing places
it's just a matter of going
allow the curiosity to take over
you never know what you'll find
or what you might discover
just beyond the next hill
so get out there
let your feet do the walking
and find that special place

[carndo]

those sandstone steps
that rise within the shores
off that wide river
flowing south
what history could be told?
probably alot
if one is willing to listen
most of the time
it isn't
but the life moves on
and history continues
along with the tide
and those secrets are held
within the shores
of that simple river

[carndo]

within that blue sky
where the clouds flow
soars an eagle
feeling that freedom
within his wings
soaring into the horizon
reflections into that sunset
where he roams
he doesn't care
only that he's flying free
as he continues
living life

[carndo]

people traveling
like ants on an anthill
each with a simple purpose
reaching what they can
as they continue in the lives
that they live
reasons?
it doesn't matter
only that they travel
and find what they need
given in their daily lives
succeeding in the short time given
that life has to offer

[carndo]

the art of saying less
the idea of
some understanding
the context
of what's being said
to be able to take it all in
without losing yourself in the process
putting yourself in that place
where something matters

[carndo]

wait beneath that dock
where the cool smiles
the river flows
within its rhythms
and a catfish
rests
waiting for maybe
a minnow or two
to have for breakfast
either that
or maybe a grasshopper
will fall
both will do
to satisfy that hunger
deep within

[carndo]

within those southwest horizons
red sandstone mires
into the hills
prickly pear cactus and pinyon
rises into the sunset
where creeks flow
and if you look
the mule deer
feed on the nearby grasses
watching for anything that they can
in the distance
you'll see the peaks of the San Juans
where snowcaps
are beginning to melt
finding that mother nature
smiles
within her memories

[carndo]

swimming up stream
finding a cool place
under a pool beneath that tree
maybe find a grasshopper
or two for lunch
such are those simple days
for a trout
cool water running
in the days of Spring
where life smiles
as the seasons roll on