sometimes I think of time,
and ponder how the stars align,
and listen to the bells chime,
on my front porch

...and hope the sound in the air,
can match the subtle strands of hair,
that gravity decided to snare,
from her lazy head.

Just gaze into the swiral of a leaf,
or think of a complex reef,
and realize that you can't teach,
what you can learn.

I found it when I think of friends,
Or when the night has no end,
except the sun shining again,


just wave hello.