who the hell is jarred trout   jarred trout   Feb 19, 2004 13:37 PST  as the time passes, for me until the solstice and as the maiden of fair spring is readily approaching i think to my self sequestered in the fields of green there is a meadow or two that i would share for those of family that are cut from the cloth that is stitched in time run with me steal the time I have steeled my self To be What I have should done Take to Mohawk And in the meadows plain See the apple tree That has past lives counted Sullen. As she will be She calls to me this tree of mine and with foresight and love the Eastern Native Tree Family Will, my ashes from a friends placing I will be home. Aside from the rumble of the Deerfield And cause to cast a line A canoe of sorts Is as sweet as wine I am not, nor shall I be A lost soul, cast upon the sea But truly saved In metered ways A bliss and warmed By the path I choose In the green Trust as well From society calls In meetings of such The confusion wall It is not unto The Eagles wing That fair spirit rises On cocoon wrapped Spirit mothers wing So as to you I prose this song Forgetting which I take along The pack of the world And things to see Whilst I am you friend Please set me free. RE: who the hell is jarred trout   jarred trout   Feb 19, 2004 13:41 PST  these and many more cosmic messages, are replied as an attempt to keep ENTS close to those who dont have learned degrees and without such would be lost for our calling to answer why. loave as usual My brothers and sisters... jarred_trout   Home