Flight Freedom Dream Dance

May these dreams see you through to clear blue skies,

That kiss the heavens as your wings soak up the sol of the system,

In this yellow star nursery,

Flapping with the freedom you yearn for,

And have found in the comfort of your dreams,

With eyes that sparkle shine amazing azul, perfection,

Like diamonds cut with precision point perfection,

You see with those crystal eyes we earth dweller below,

Holding in your heart the power of transforming love,

Which you have enormously for the world,

To amplify the truth contained in our treasure chest cavity caves,

A holy relic from times past, present, and forever futures,

Hidden in the jungles of our childhood,

Found in the arms of the next suns & moons,

Embracing them as our own,

With the potent power to perform, play,

Pray in the untainted form of, YES WE CAN,

Climbing chutes and ladders for a chance for a free ride,

Playing hide and go seek under the coves,

For it makes the finding that much more of an adventure,

Especially in our adult ascension to that high plateau of peace,

With personal celebrations of a life well spent,

But ohh yeah you are flapping those white phoenix feathers,

With Sister wind blowing kisses to keep you afloat,

Even when silent stillness seems to be your only answer,

Harboring in a secluded cove, your crew awaits,

For the command to return to the sea for exploratory surgery,

In the hopes that they can find the cure you seek,

A vision so fine for all the heavens to behold,

Unhindered from viewing the snow capped mountain peaks,

Of Himalayan heights or the dark depths of ocean abyss whispers,

All that is purveyed is known,

And no questions come to knock you off your throne,

Perched now on a high canyon branch you rest if only for a breath,

To inhale the utter deliciousness of madre tierra,

Alone,

Well never really alone,

You have the spirits of ancient volcano rave celebrations,

To keep you company in their tombstone absence,

They stand as testament to a time stretched out into a blink,

There ain´t a story that can´t be heard in the echoes of your voice,

It rattles the canyons to their river snaking skirts,

Creeping, crawling to the cradle of momma ocean,

Come sea for there´s a great little reunion party,

Just for you and me!ç

P.S. Soo much has happened, but this just felt on the fly needed to say hi to all you cool cats and kittens...