Today is today’s day.
We’re off to wonderful places!
We’re off and away!
We have minds in our heads.
We have feet in our shoes.
We potentially can steer ourselves
any direction we choose to bloom.
We’re not on our own. And we think that we know.
But, it’s us together that’ll decide where we go.
We’ll look down the trail
breathe, becoming fully aware.
About some trails we’ll say we choose to go there.
With our Being full of mind & our shoes full of feet
We’ll avoid trails towards where fools meet.
And we may not find any
that offer sun & soil enough
to support healthy roots,
cultivate our healthy buds.
Then moving on wishing all well
sharing insights earned
harmoniously on the trail
leaving no bridges burned.
As things start happening
as things tend to do
miraculously we will find
we’ll be happening, too.
Perhaps someplace old, or at someplace new
wings spread, we’ll make our buzzing debut.
With practice, patient diligence & luck
we’ll gently collect & share pollen without too many achooo.
Oh, the Places We Will Go!
So many places we had ideas about
but really didn’t truly know.
By stepping out into coldest winters
We can love small flakes & big deep, deep snow.
Getting out of a car in Mohave’s summer heat
blazing desert will make us quickly say, whoooaa!
So many beautiful sights to be seen
our eyes a blessing we really like
compels us to travel even more slowly
energetically cycling & exploring on bike.
It will happen sometimes, or maybe more
finding we don’t really know what we know
& we’ll listen to heart’s wisdom
to guide us, to go with the flow.
With skillful means, supportive friends & luck
we may hit many rocks
& not get too stuck.
In this co-existing, with less of a “me”
more eyes looking in all directions
makes what’s happening easier to see.
One genius may hear faint ripples
echoing from universe’s birth
while the rest of us relax
enlightened of our living & loving,
experiencing this sweet, short life on earth.
Oh, the Places We’ll Go
Everything, including air
we’ve always shared.
But perhaps it’s true
this trail has no destination home
because we are already there.
Rooted in Present Moment’s
eternally loving embrace & care.
With gratitude & apologies
to Dr. Seuss,
& Mother Earth 🙂