Hopi Message

Look at the grass grwoing on the graves of kings, the dirt that flowering grass grew out of was once a part of some other kings body from much earlier times. As you walk this earth my love ponder the grass beneath your feet which was once a human body! And too the handle on your mud coffee mug, was an arm around a sweetheart's neck. Who will walk aupon the grass of your body when it is long gone and buried under the weight of thousands of years? No matter is permanant love, walk easy and breathe life with no regrets about the past.