Stardreamer,
cosmic voyager,
I travel light.
On the blue sky
and the morning star
I set my sights.
I surf the day
for windsong
and navigate
the sky.
All I need
is what life
gave me
to get me by.
In my kit bag
there are
midnight moons
and morning songs.
Where a thousand
sunlit seas
are, there
I belong.
There are
beaches
to infinity,
and far beyond.
In my world
is peace
and silence,
or my heart
absconds.
There is dreaming
and
there's what we do
to get us by.
So all I need
is a steady heart
and a clear sky.
I'm living
days of trial,
days of sorrow,
and days of ease.
Like the tall
dancing trees,
I am shedding leaves.
My soul is past
its autumn.
The cold is near.
And everything
that ever was
has never been
more dear.
I'm a solitary vagabond
who never
leaves home,
on a journey
of the heart
I thought
I'd put into
a poem.
I set my course by
the Milky Way,
sprinkled with
cosmic dust.
In the beauty of
the universe
I place my trust.
I soar the days
with eagles
and at day's end,
there's a counting up
of blessings,
of grace,
of friends.
I'm in a little
acorn boat
and bobbing
on the wave.
In this life
I gave a lot.
I received
more than
I gave.
