The best way to predict the future is to invent it.Men called him Wolf-Wind. Where he was born no man knows, but his home was in the Cave of the Winds, far in the north country in the Night-Night Land, and there men knew he was hiding on calm days when the sun was hot and the sea was still, and on quiet nights when not a leaf or a flower or a blade of grass was stirring.
Joys and pains, lights on to stay, love and luck, games to play, dances in court, dances on the sands of time, kids and sheep, horns of love and hate, on one goat. Singing songs, dances for life, learned the lessons, more than once. Teachers and students, hats to wear, over the nines, rainbow reader.Crazy like a fox, out to run, dance, shout, words in the winds, wings to skies. Cartoon hits, horses to races, rats to men, mice to men, faces in the crowds.
Before time, before people, life in other forms, wisdom in the the sounds of the winds. Birds, bees, spiders, snakes in grass, worms, under the layers, under the dogwood trees, how to stand on time.Endless possibilities. Boys to men, FOREVER HOME: Until Tomorrow: Shine.Our band is not to be confused with any similarly named non-profit corporation. Our Mission.... To develop programs and initiatives to rebuild and strengthen.Thanks for the laughs, jokes with the pictures that you find. Have to take a minute or two to flip the coins, read the cards, cartoons hits and misses, joys and pains, dances in the rain.
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