Welcome to Valhalla (Notes to Siri)

Now be silent and pay attention.

Things are real here…

We’re real. You’re real.

Know this. You, my friend, are real.

Morning Musings, Part I

Synchronous happenings of divine intervention.

Thinking happenstances created by your attention.

As you believe in yourself,

Just a Poet.

Before the dawn, there is rain.

Nothing to look upon, no pain.

As a vessel of light I look in

To the divine love of my kin.

Souls before me and beyond

Meandering through a morning mantra…

Sunday morning and the clouds are thick.

Peering through the shell like a baby chick…

I am in awe of what I see.