Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,

Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy