Golden laughter so high,

I’d rest a while -beaming in the dusty haze;

we’d see sun’s shadow and dance.

Before too long, my make up run- right into me.

My feet never felt the ground shake like this.

Ooo-wee, my hips have a mind of their own.

Evening skips along freezing time.

Nothing can compare – foggy cedar tryst

Suede Mocha, pecan pie

dark chocolate lover,

sweet butter,

Homemade banana pudding

Nanna’s Jamaican’ hands are singing.

And we not going home til- the morning comes. 😉

I was made in Celestial trans

vividly awakened.

It was the songs of wind.

It was the songs of joyous – meetings.

It stirred my sap,

connected my lions in realms beyond skies.

And what I remember –  a holy love,

cultivated greatness – here I am,

I’ll go.

Hold on to your power.

Hold onto love.

Hold on to courage,

Hold on good times.

Hold on faith,

Hold on Joy

Hold on sweet moments

Hold on tender nights

Hold on raging tempest

Hold on dreams

It’s not over…

With a light heart

and a clean start,

with a joyful leap,

Summer’s Rain

comes to play.

We diddle, fiddling

jazzing ,rasping golden wings.

We live long, ah

We dig boney beats,

We see our friends in the street, yes ,yes,

We laugh hard

We run wild – flower -chile,

Life is good….

Walking down the roads of ease.

Watching trees swell, for rivers pure joy.

Walking underground toward, other sides of life cares

Watching spirits ,wash me- swatching- worlds, tiki tiki –

Walking half-like crazy tryin to find home,

Watching spirits, whisper this way, this way….