Slow down and lay low

As I grow older

I appreciates the slower pace in life more.

Sweet nectars of the fresh air in Upstate New York

Slower, and even much slower

Slow enough to allow spells of passing racing thoughts

finally laying low and

slowly pealing off

Layer by layer…

All the jagged inner confusion and struggles,

harrowing entangled karma and the past life’s hot mess,

can all suddenly yet slowly taking on some lovable colors.

Let the hidden inner wisdom and silver lining dashing out,

ever so bright

Like her bright smile

On a sunny afternoon

She and I

laying on some random commercial bank’s

front green grassy lawn on the side street in Jupiter

Sharing one Panda Express takeout Chinese food,

listening her singing out loud a heart’s care-free tune

“This land is my land, this land is your land…”

Time of the whole universe suddenly slowing down,

The busy mind of mine finally slowing down and laying low,

So low that I felt like a little flower among green grass

decorating her guitar and her grand emanation

Like a little kid again

So proudly and courageous laying low

With Eyes and mouth wide open,

Slowly seeping

the deliciousness percolating in

some cool spring air

And the softness of earth nourishing the depth and inches of my soul.

An inner sweet heart flower blossoming like the soft opening palm of a new-born baby.

Feeling and Expanding the infinite potential on every inch of this fertile miraculous earth beneath the feet.

Essence of mama Gaia,

beaming and gazing ever so softly and fondly

upon all precious magical beings on earth.

“Hold my heart tenderly

Lead me to my path gently

Coz I’m just a little drop of water

Trying to cross

and find my way

back home”