Upon the dust and dirt
In between the rocks and underneath the light
Lives the lizards of the desert
Waiting midst the brush for
Cover and
Food
With the quail unhinged and wild
Running back and forth
The sun hits the noon high
Upon the sky
To keep the eyes of the lizard fixed
And running when danger nears
The last sign post hangs
Quietly as the man
Weathered and draped in shadows
Passes through
Breathing softly but intentional
Take the wind as it comes
The road as it turns
We all take roads
Turning and wild
From the place
That we call
Our home
A milestone of life
Four decades in
With a few loses
And many wins
The time rolls like the train
On the track
Bound for the summer sun
Of the western shores
To take in the moments
Is to take in the world that is
I have made it here and I
Celebrate
To be here
Again
Pull the inspiration
From those things that which
Need very little duration of attention
The cactus in the ground
In the Sonoran desert
From these limbs grows life
Tested and true
Under the desert skies so pale and blue
To take up the thought to become
Better is to see the life as good
Through the eyes of a cactus flower
In the spring
In Scottsdale
Upon the shores
A town of bustling sounds
Hard times
In the city of winds
Taken down with the
Desires of the few
To crush the many
But there is a beauty
In a national treasure
That makes the city of Chicago
Upon the shores of Lake Michigan
Lies a beauty
That needs repair
The winter extends a few more weeks
On account of the Northern front
Blowing down
Into the streets of Chicago
Lakeshore bustles with
Brimming cars
Cutting each other off and honking
In the absence of stars
To take the wind will be a
Story to tell of a winter
Extended beyond the spring
Bell
Blistering ignorance
On full display
In the corridors of lies
Lays
The filthiest of beings
Existing to extinguish others
Fleeing
From the truth
And the light
So take a moment today to reflect
What is good
What is decent
What is natural the way of life
And go that direction
Upon the dunes of Lake Michigan
Sits a cabin
Undeterred by the spring snow
Bringing the season of winter
Out a little bit low
For the waves crash
Where the water meets land
Over the sand and grass
Is the house that saves
That holds us tight
When the world is light
And falling apart
So take heed in the cabin of light
On Lake Michigan
For what comes
We only know
In the moment
But we can expect
From the history of the past
To know what
May come our way
To the heights of the mountain
One day
The blindness of clouds
Scattered in our eyes
Makes seeing the truth
Timed
So prepare for today
What is today
And give back what is not
For the hope of the future
Division in grand
Is the plan
Never mind the stand
Of the politicians
There is no hope
In a place where no one goes
No light to be found
No light on the ground
So blindly we walk
Next to each other
Never to know each others
Presence
In past or future tense
Tense
The bread and circus is our reality
We will never be
Free
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