When we drink the water, we drink the mountain. The fire of the sun we feel it on our backs and faces, it s so far away, but can still burn us, leave us pink and hot. Give thanks for the clouds. So many colors and shapes. Clouds that bring us rain.
Rain cools our skin, fills our mountains and rivers.
And the wind, the mysterious wind that moves trees, makes waves with white cap tops, whistles in the night. Where the Circle Starts Tie it all together now, because it s all connected anyway. He might like to eat your little spider friend, but that s okay, because that s what he needs to live too. Plus that bird will eat lots of bugs in his lifetime and without the birds and bats we d be swarmed with bugs. We saw a fish jump.