hello: those who read this ramblin map,
i’ve completed my last semester at naropa… and now what? waiting for the last summer (writing program)?
passing the days: rocket ship afternoons, dusty toes… boulder.
i’m trying to figure out: home.
there’s someone. water light crystal spark.
it’s fire and water wild free
and when i count to ten: we’ll fly free we’ll fly free
always looking forward to the next home under the same starlit sky
today: the bluest blue.