We exchanged wishes

and tossed it into the flowing river.

May it lead them into the ocean of dreams,

And may it's waves crash

into the shores of our hearts.

May those wishes manifest

into pages in our lives.

A new star in your galaxy,

to which my compass will point to.

I would love for you

to capture this moment!

Capture it through the lenses

Of your existence, like postal

stamps on letters.

Its contents bare your hand strokes

uniquely yours.

And one day, when we are old

We shall read it to each other.

I shall trace your letters

with my fingers

I will dive inside the photo you took

And for that moment we are one.

So I breathed the spirit of today

And my hands dance through the wind

As we drive back home.

I accept the summer clouds

And the winds from the south.

I cuddle in your embrace

Riding on the sunrise,

The sky offered its purple waves.

The tribes have gathered on the higher mountain

As my spirit dance with the hawks

Bless the Creator for this day

I wish you all could be here right now

At this very moment.

Waters flowing down the river

Sending winds to caress me

with such poetic sensation.

I feel like a school girl at prom!

And the wind, with confidence

Asks me if I wanted to dance

...of course I do!

I lay my eyes on many mountains with rugged ridges.

Rain clouds resting on its tips to form bridges

Connecting mountains to the sky

It's poetry to the eye

Put a frame on this very moment

And hang it on the walls of your memories

Like ointment

Rub it on the soul for soothing.

I woke up with thanksgiving in my heart.

Gratitude to the One and All

The Most High

Whose infinite wisdom made existence function

May our communication be music I dance to

I count 30 years of forgiveness

You count 30 years of Love

Bestowed my mother a seed

She is the earth I stand on

And a mountain of a grandfather

Who now forgets,

But his ridges clearly remembers.

He joyfully offered me celebration

Now I wear his feathers

The other night I danced around the fire with good souls

The dark clouds opened up for the moon and the stars

And I woke up to the call of the one I love

Who greeted me with the sweetest of voice

She is the blessing I count everyday

Created I am by the all seeing Creator

Bask me in love, guide me thru the rivers

And may your infinite wisdom grant me

Humility and contentment

Give thanks

A comfort in being cradled,

In the hands of the familiar!

The mothers!

The grandmother,

She showed me the blessings of the sun.

Her whispers I still hear today.

A grandfather whom I climb up to,

He was the mountain

Up to this day I bask in his wisdom

While I still can

Faces who are now memories,

Names I no longer know

Yet they were familiar that I allowed myself to be cradled in their hands.

And to the one who kept me calm from tears

Whose voice I have forgotten

She took me in her canoe, across the river.

Allowed my finger tips to playfully strum the waters.

I'll take her memory with me to all my voyages.

I once elevated my brain

By footstep dance moves in the rain

Slept in a train

Woke up in another country

Pain stains my laundry

Wash them away in a waterfalls

My shadow knows the whole story

I was trying to find out my existence really

Still vivid in my memory

When I was 3 years old or so

My grandfather would pour tiny drops of beer in my red plastic cup

I would sip it and with a sour look on my face, smile at my grandfather.

My parents and my grandmother wouldn't know till I became an adult.

My grandfather is a legend.

My grandfather came home from the ranch

....All bloodied up

His shirt and pants ripped, smeared with grass stains, mud and blood.

I was drawing colors, and my grandmother was making breakfast

He calmly walked in the kitchen and said

"Hey honey ...a cow tried to kill me"

I was confused and scared

When I was 5 years old

There was a neighbor girl ..also 5

Her name was Charlotte

One time she came over to visit.

My aunts would tease me to her

...I was scared, I hid under a bed

I lost confidence in talking to girls till I turned 20

When I was around 5 years old

My grandmother took me to a funeral

I didn't know who she

I think she was a relative

Curious I wanted to see what's in the casket

My grandmother probably decided it's time I become a man

So she allowed me to take a look what's inside

She looked young

She looked pretty

I thought looking at a pretty young girl made me a man

When I was 5 years old or so

I was left at home with a baby sitter

A stranger knocked at the front door

When the baby sitter went to see who it was

The stranger pointed a gun at her

He smelled like beer and alcohol

I don't know who he was but I remember being scared shitless

I ran to the back in the garage

I panicked

I tried to hide under the stairs but I know i was still exposed

I eventually found of what I thought a clever hiding spot for a 5 year old

....under our old red Mitsubishi Lancer

I was crying trying not to make a sound

I forgot what happened next but all I remember was my grandfather's brother Junior found me and picked me up and I felt safe.

I don't know what happened that day

But I peed my pants

I was about 9 or 10 years old

There was a boy next door

He happened to be my uncle who just also happened to be a kid like me.

About a year older

But he kept bullying me for years

And for years I was scared of him

He was bigger

Had more friends

The other kids would listen to him because he was taller and took command

I remember he would constantly pick on me.

One day

it was his birthday

And he purposely spilled my plate while I was eating

...it was spaghetti

High of his birthday celebration

He wanted to play fight with me

So the other kids gathered around and insisted we should play fight

I was hesitant, I didn't want to do it

I didn't want to get hit

But he hit me right on the lip

Now it just so happened I watched a lot of Jackie chan and Bruce lee movies

So in slow motion

like Bruce lee

I took my hand and wipe my lip

Then looked at my hands as if there was blood just as Bruce lee would

(There was no blood)

And I stared at him with an angry face

And screamed angrily at the top of my lungs

"Aaaaarrrgghhhh"

And just went nuts and clenched his head and kicked him on the stomach with my knees

over and over and over and over again

He never messed with me since.

Rain drops crashing on the leaves

As I tune my focus

Sparrows sheltered on the trees

And thus serenity told us

Empowering the earth, the seeds

Atomic bonds that holds us

And so in moments like these

I pour a cup of solstice

Suppose this ......mmmm life?

And the whole meaning of it

I know it's kinda cliché

But everyone's dreaming of it

And so it seems

That in my dreams, I'm just weaving on it

Clichés are perfectly fine

when the clouds are raining on it

So go ahead mr. nimbus

go ahead

Let it rain

I'm perfectly calm

If thou providest me company or none

I'm not bitter with the sun

And in the night time when you don't see the stars

You could hear them through the rain.

We gather round the fire

Below a full moon

She came down close to us this evening

Closest she's ever been

There must be something tonight

That she has to lean over and listen to the noises we make

And fire crackles changing colors

We tell stories of eternity

Times likes these we time travel

To stories untold, never known

And for stories to be told, to be know