of the 99

I walked tonight, a long walk until night turned into a poem.
I walked through the midnight darkness
counseled by the milky way
with its glowing, alabaster, trail of mystery.

The thunder of the ocean calling my name
to come closer and explore just a little deeper.
Come..it roars, come and read
the oracles of the sea.

Whispering California pines, cypress trees, ocean breeze
and distant laughter all beckon me
to a world of wonder, mystery,
and melancholy madness.

My journey takes me to places of my soul that is just as enchanting
and with out a doubt as close to heaven and
just beyond any comprehension of knowledge
as any distant star in the galaxy.

 I continue my travels and rediscover perpetual inspirations,
of an echo that was once whispered
 in infancy, right before deliverance
 upon this unsuspecting world.

It is not my responsibility to reposition the the puzzle pieces of this life.
I simply must enjoy and learn from the discovery of the fitting the pieces
and stand back and enjoy the vista of creation.

For we are all of the 99.
Slivers, pieces, and different flavors and shades of God.
Wrapped in the greatest of all humbleness and humility
that of humanity.


* A recent walk thru a brilliant starry night in Carmel
lend itself to discovery- 06/11