Outside, a salt sea mist
On waves of heat,
a loving space for all.
From time to time,
petals hang on the breeze.
Life, love, everything.
Must I too,
vanish into the sea
Zen life poem #1
A Wandering Poet
As I walk around I like to record what I experience. Through poetry, ideas and thoughts I hope I can share some of these experiences with you.
A Wandering Poet 