In Dreams

I had a dream… or two…

In the first one we were flying

Not gloriously, like fine eagles in the sky

But laboriously, waiting in lines

Running through airports

Not getting the right seat

Landing in the middle of the road in strange cities.

Flying north when we wanted to go southwest.

Finally we get there, and I see my long-gone mother

She is radiant and young and happy

But too soon we must fly away again

Caught in all of the trappings of flying.

And then, oh, then, the dreams get strange.. and back to normal again

Children falling away, down and far away.

Your running away, now hidden in darkening shadows

I can’t find you

My heart is breaking into 300 million pieces.

Getting drunk when I haven’t drank in 6 years

Mysterious people recognizing my glow

New lives emerging

Warm sandy beaches

Food like I have never known before.

I finally wake up, and I almost pinch myself

I cry…

….and shake

….and feel my heart thumping in my chest.

Where am I now, why am I now…?

Just please don’t float away yet

Stay here in my memory

So I don’t forget you

The lessons, your wisdom, your beauty.

Stay dream, stay…



Birdie for Bernie

It was just a little bird

He came flying by and by

He was just a little sparrow

Landing so he caught the movement’s eye.


He was just a tiny perfect bird

And yet he was so much more

He symbolized love and peace

And he soon became a special lore.


A message from the heavens

“This is the one I choose”

For he aligns with all of my desires

My spiritual and hopeful views.


This tiny bird he symbolizes

A world to be born anew

This beautiful totem animal

In hope to you he flew.


Sing on now all of you sparrows

Bring the message far and wide

Bringing peace and greatest ease

This movement will not hide.



Hush Now

Hush now

Watch a river flowing by

Guided by winds and tides

You reflect what meets the eye.


Quiet now

Stand strong as the tallest tree

Take up your space when needed

And do it comfortably.


Smile now

Watch the eagle fly overhead

Soar higher and higher

Rise above the flow of bloodshed.


Tears now

Seeing children laugh and play

Let go of fears of tomorrow

And be filled with grace today.

On the wire

On the wire

3 little birds are we

Couldn’t get much higher

Prefer wire to the tree.


Sun shining down

3 little birds are we

Winter light remains

Fly up here now to see.


Basking, breathing

3 little birds are we

Never mind the cold brisk wind

As birds we remain so free.


Chirping, flying

3 little birds are we

Calling out on this bright winter day

We see what we can see.


Come be like us

3 little birds are we

Living life on the wire

Alive, aware, and free.