Midnight on the lake
Drinks in the moonlight of the night
Right into the day
The lapping shores of Lake Michigan
Take it in again and again
Dune grass blowing
Over the wild
Dunes scape
Take in the moments
And don’t let them
Escape
Take it easy
The gentle heart says
When the hearts in bloom
Breathe in the moments
They will be gone too soon
In a wild life of uncertain demands
Take the love with both hands
Hold on and never let go
From the sky to the moon
These are
The instructions for a heart in bloom
What connects us
The threads that we cannot sea
Weaving the webs
Above our heads
And down through our
Cities
To take the moment of life
And see what binds us together
Is to remove the shades from our minds
To see what is true
Rather than the lies
To tie me up in the threads that unite
And bind us all as one
On a less than busy street
Where the city meets
For coffee and tea
Upon the blocks of history
There is a cafe
Around the corner from
The bodega
Settled in it’s quiet ways
Where the quiet lives
Today
I will drink it in
For my soul
Wants to know
Where the quiet life
Goes
Fearless growth of life
Upon the light of the
Dunes
Filtered grass
Surrounding the path
Where the quiet pines begin
Along the shores of Lake Michigan
To the gentle waters
That lap the shores
So to the moonlight and sun
Be a beacon of light
Among the goodness of life
Time tells the story
I can’t wait to hear
From the heart of the known
Skies
A letter arrives
On the desk of those
Who hear
Clear
From this moment
A memory blossoms
A sweet orange hue
A postcard from time
Will make it’s way through
In the depth of nothing
There is still the proverbial something
Even in the depth of dark
The sound of nothing comes through
For there is always a pulse in the silence of
Night
The heartbeat tells us we are still alive
But in silence there is still feeling
That emerges
When life is present
So know that saying nothing
Can be everything
In time
Upon the day
Of making
Grey to white
Black to sun
Over the barren dirt
Came light
From one
So we revere this light
Upon our summer skin
In the moments of doubt
We must
Let it in
To get out of bed
To achieve the day
To set out on sail
Into the headwinds of life
Is a distant hope of
Creating a new path
Better than the old
And fresh with the morning dew
The rising ritual
Sets the sights of one
On the goal of life
Ahead
Upon the shores of summer
Faded spring growth
Into the sustenance of summer
To be hearty in the bold heat
Humid glow of the moon
To the small creeks and ponds
Of the Indiana shores
Hold up the reason
That you left
Like a season
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