I wish I could more vividly remember the afternoons when we ate popsicles together. Or the evenings drying dishes when I wore your slippers. A photo taken in the parking lot of an amusement park reminds me of the day I won a big plush dog, and I can feel the excitement in your eyes. You were the most important person in my life.
Because you’ve been gone for more than 35 years, it’s hard to picture what I know were many days when you made me very happy. I didn’t know how I would go on without you in my life. But I did. And when I look up into the beautiful blue sky, I can always see your kind smile.
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,
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