I left a prayer on the beachFor you to followJust a finger of sandPointing at a waxing moon
Passing thoughts
I recall learningabout the ones who were firstto take winged flightsoaring skyward on their shaky…
I am Manu — firstman, rescuing my peoplefrom ice-age thawing.
I see so many reds
Time, he called
“I am before!”
For you, I send strength,
Forbearance, and the trance of strength.
a poem
I amnot this bodynor these thoughts
Perhaps happiness is just the symptom of mypsyche’s alignment.