Walk+Two+Moons

Pages 78, 235, 6 and 17 =**__NOTHING LIKE THIS__**= The sound of the wind was //hurry, hurry, hurry. // At night even the silent darkness was //rush, rush, rush. //

In Bybanks, Kentucky, in the hills and the trees, near the cows, and the chickens, and the pigs. Never seen anything like it. Rush, rush rush the wind spoke. the clouds, the sky and the trees. //Rush, Rush, Rush. //

The whispers changed as we reached the black hills. Pines covered the hills and at dusk they looked black, it was an eerie sight, all those rolling dark hills. A cool blue wind blew through the pines, as the trees swooshed secrets among them. I asked as the screams yelled //hurry, hurry. //

<span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">In the tulips, when the tulips do bloom. <span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">I might not reappear until the falling spring, <span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">when the tulips were in bloom. <span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">The dark slide of the hillside, stretched //<span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">down, down down. //

<span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">In the midst of the still morning, <span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">with only the sound of the river gurgling by, I heard a bird. <span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">It was singing a bird song, a true sweet bird song. <span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">the bird song came up from on top of the willow, <span style="font-family: 'Batang','serif';">and I didn't look too closely.


 * __ I told them the story __**


 * __ Don’t Judge a Man Until You’ve Walked __**


 * __ Two Moons In his moccasins __**