eyes of the world

....wake now, discover that you are the song, that the morning brings...

have you ever heard the earth sing?
ryder has. (me too, more than a few times, shoreline, cal expo, vegas, eugene and so on....but that's another story.)

ryder hears the chord the wind makes as it strikes the the tall tree branches. he watches as it moves through the leaves like the strings on a harp. tap tap tap.....he keeps time with the stick he's collected as we walk. "do you hear it mama? what's that sound?"

"nature's symphony" i reply.

he continues down the street. shake wiggle shake.....skip skip...stop. walk walk walk....runnnnnnning......stop. listen to the rain water as it runs down the street and splashes into the rain gutters....."there it goes -- out to the ocean and to the starfish on the beach, she's red".

his body moves and grooves around each corner...."oh look, look at all the wishes mama! (a multitude of dandelions in a bunch) ahhhh they are snuggling" running with a sideways hop-hop....giggle giggle. tap-click-click-rattle and roll go the rocks that we kick down the street. whiz blow the pinwheels, d-d-da-da-da-da-da- the helicopter overhead joins in the jam....vrrooom rev the starting cars like a slide guitar. the birds chime in like the high-pitched sounds of the triangle.

as we round the corner close to home....the music fades....
his 3 year old free-form groove slows to a walk.walk.stop.

walks with the little dude...best concert i've ever been to.

...sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own...