Correction, my friend Tish did have a similar rainbow posting, but I just came across the one where she is being the being that we are. Here is her poem on it: Dawn has settled softly over the forest, and then I hear it.... the hauntingly beautiful call of the African Fish Eagle - the Voice of Africa! It rises through the morning air, reverberating over my home, over the forest, straight into the deepest chambers of my heart. I stand barefoot on Mother Earth, anchoring that wild cry into her, And for one breath, everything else disappears. There is no yesterday. No tomorrow. No human voice. Only the Call. The earth. The sky. Wildness...Freedom. My heartbeat answering. For a moment I am simply here - barefoot, awake and belonging to the wild.