where the writers are
soaring in my mind


As I listen to the latest music  on my ipod

(thrilled I  have learned how to work it)

I am soaring like an eagle

wings spread wide from the wind's updraft

obstacles removed by GAnesha,the elephant boy god,

And the wind carries me to where my heart still rests

That place,so far away,


his spirit so close

His heart lighting up as I approach

waiting for me,

so we can soar together

unencumbered by shoulds and oughts,

just two soul friends


mending what was broken

in both of us

open hearts,

open minds,

open souls

finally finding rest

in an EAgle's nest

on top of a giant redwood

overlooking the river

coming home at last.