As long as there is wind in my sweet sails
and my enlivened elfin spirit never fails
I promise my own streets shall be cleaned
compassion and vision; clearly gleaned
As communicated earlier ... just yesterday
telling old lady friend; Freeda, what may
Knowing that I am cleansing my aura
from Vancouver shores to Bora Bora
By loving each heart with helping hand
opening my self; as I take loving stand
Letting no one forget their worthiness
with raw food and hugs, I choose bless
Truth can not be seen by blinded eyes
man un-kind, cannot cover up his lies
Girls broken; pulling carts , lose parts
misogyny; mis-created by broken hearts
We all; once began as innocent babies
good dogs went mad; infected by rabies
Mindfulness modeled; firstly, at home
sharing loving natures; must be shown
Feeding the hungry is not about money
hunger has not to do with empty tummy
Fear begins in mind of a mindless man
ending up on the street; a tidy trash can
Creating life; each of us, becoming:'WE'
live life; from the heart - ever gratefully!
To protect the innocent; I am aware that
it would be unfair to share .. her name or
the safe West side street, that I found her,
Sitting on the cold sidewalk, with a mere
hoodie and light jacket on .. this young
girl's story is not a positive one.
For some, there are supportive families to
come home, to ... Others, sadly, of life's
smashed and broken window .. they have
carelessly been tossed through ..
Imagine .. a less wounded world, where
broken soldiers, knew what rightfulness
unto others .. to so kindly do ...?
How about you?
With all of my hopeful heart,
Special K -finding out, just how .. very ..
every new and sacred day!
Now, that love's lights are really turned high,
light .. filling my home, from a high ..
I spot that darned mouse, that if it were not
for my rental house, may not have a crumb.
Glad that even a rodent .. has someone to keep
him warm, well fed, and dry.
And, just think, I once wanted him to go away
and maybe even .. die!