karma days

what luck have I–
to gaze upon a dreamy sky,
ponder the who’s and the whys
and become one.

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Land, ho!

What you will find
in my hand,
a billowing steeve
of surprises;
castles made of sand;
principles based on surmises.
Another look
within
to gaze
a deeper meaning
to the meaning
of the things I do,
not for the glory,
but for the feeling
That in the end
it will all add up
to something beautiful
for all the world to see;
proof to the generations
that what we can dream
we can be.