
atop the flag pole
the sun peeking through storm clouds
let new day begin

atop the flag pole
the sun peeking through storm clouds
let new day begin

a fork on the path
following the beloved
the choice made easy

magnanimity
to see the world as it is
and willing better
the innate beauty in all
a common ground of goodness

last light of the day
remembering the old days
waiting for power
