To Wander and Wonder

August 6, 2013 § Leave a comment

Marseille, France

Marseille, France


Why do I live to Wander?

Why do I live to Wonder?


Maybe I want to see myself in the streams

The glassy ocean

The fallen trees

High on the continental divide,

In Buddha

In Krishna

In the Holy Grail

In Lak’ech,

The lips of a mother

The sigh of a father

The strength of a brother

The embrace of a sister

The dance of a lover

The smile of a friend

The compassion of a stranger

A child’s joy,

In the golden grain while it sways in the wind

The moon’s face

The sun’s grace,


Any of you

In this endless wake of today

I Wander and Wonder




August 1, 2013 § Leave a comment

What is real?
What is pretend?
These feelings escape me
For you my friend

Stumbling Fumbling Inside Out
All alone, on my own

I’m getting on, getting by
Spinning Twirling Glowing
Finding myself
Upside down, right side in

Tick Tock Tick Tock
This is the time … where I survive
Not sister daughter mother wife
Time for me … to come alive

I know this is real
I know this is pretend
But will you be here
In the end my friend?

For I found myself
Twisting Turning Gliding High
Crashing in Wonderland
To reach the sky



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