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