Here’s to looking up

And seeking you out

Under the knowing pretense

That this home is a mirage

And that your true dwelling

Follows the internal path

To the sacred space within

Which is the true birthplace

Of this dreamscape creation


So ding dong?

Are you home?

And would you like to play with me?


You have made it so lovely out

Maybe it is time to roam

 In this imperfect masterpiece of yours

It is truly one of my favorites

Your work continues to grow

And find it’s true authenticity


I myself am a collector

Of such beautiful graces