The Inner Most

To all the junkies on the streets of New York; to all the politicians making that sweet deal; to the News personalities on saturday night, I got something better than you.

I let go of a memory, and sing a song for the sun. I write poems to people who inspire me. I'm in Utah, a land of much beauty and many crazy people. Its true, the land of Mormans has a tinge of weirdness to it but the mountains and desert take you to a place far beyond the bitter fruit of contrived religous doctrine. As it were, the other day lightening struck the Angle Moroni statue atop one of the temples leaving it blacken. A true sign from above, right?

I hope Summer Solstice finds you well. It is after all, the reason for life upon this waterey planet.

Peace and Love are actions