Our lives of cosmic mystery
edging along like ripples in blue streams,
we flow like water
as our thoughts increase in circumference
we encounter others as we move through
space and time our playground
of a mind set free to flow,
to simply be.
We touch without awareness
at times slipping beyond our edges
and we find something blocking our way
we simply move around to the other side
gliding on our way to the far edges
and we find others out there,
like minds that have touched us with their ripples
and we may not know
at the end of each day why,
but we can feel the calm difference
as their ripples move through
carrying our loads
lightening our hearts along the way
to where we may wander.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 