The child’s wings are nearly formed.
Halfway to 100, I stare at an ocean,
a mirror, an unwritten page.
I see I have mastered nothing I have been told is necessary.
Language of intimate partnership,
Fluency in economic excess,
Ownership of home or property,
Ambition to build.
What I need I have attained.
Ability to sit in a room with nothing and find happiness.
Life is a gift, food is a gift, water is a gift, breath is a gift.
Molecules are celebration of atomic particles and subatomic particles infinitely attached to all that is.
Peace is possible until the day it no longer exists inside one human heart.
In proportion to people’s capacity to live into love and peace, true power can outlive control of a few.
Community is the law of survival. Even a lifelong loner-learner belongs to the circle of gold crowned sparrows.
Whether I remain, float or swim to a new shore is immaterial to the ocean. I have all I need.