Beautiful Blue Sky

beautiful blue sky

you display the horizons

of distant journeys

Ancient Lands

do ancient lands speak

and if they did would we hear

their voice and story?

furious waves strike

weary shores with wrath and rage

yet we still harm earth

when i take a break

this is where i am going

far, far, far away

we dance this morning

as we celebrate living

despite worldly pain

shipwrecked on an isle

of beauty alone stranded

please rescue slowly

is it Springtime yet?

when is lunchtime around here?

is it Friday yet?