the wind comes waves that speaks
wth whispers to our inner needs
that feed this hungry heart
and brings harmony with the moon and stars
and the universe aligns
in this sacred space and time
as Sirius and the strawberry moon dance
across the path as we glance
at the outlines that our life defines
gifts offered as fruits of Gods holy vine
and what else can we do but sit
and light candle and pray to Spirit
so we can become an instrument
that echoes the song of enlightenment
played by the soul that hears
Creations music of the spheres
and the wind whispers in accompaniment
with the heartbeat of some perfect hook
that understands what’s undefined
with The purpose of Why we are alive