Tucked away in my little Tropicana orange Are all the little folded pieces of paper Each with one of my secrets safely written Things I need to let go Things I trust are figureoutable Things my mind was obsessing over... Continue Reading →
In the midnight garden, the crickets jump and fairies dance and sing their little songs The raccoon rests on the toadstool dreaming his little dreams The stream bubbles along through Unaffected by night or day And the moon hangs low... Continue Reading →
Full moon eclipse on the horizon Shut your mouth buttercup and be still We can all calm our hearts and minds Let go of anger and resentment I'm done drinking poison Expecting other people to die With love in my... Continue Reading →
Gypsy Aurora Musings 