(Reply to Lost, Jennie)
by Elaine
April 29, 2003

Swirling, swirling, round and round,
There are no answers to be found.
It is much more than wrong or right,
This is what makes it a terrible fright.

Swirling, swirling round and round,
Now my feet are off the ground!
Don't let them stop me now,
I will come back safe with a pow.

Figuring it out sometimes means to ask,
Rather than sit feeling lost in a mask.
It may sound silly and hard to do,
The sweetness of it will exude from you.

Swirling, swirling round and round,
Thoughts become clear in a crown.
Growth in different ways than thought,
Thinking and swirling as it ought.

Simple things lay like a crust,
Pure as the water within us.
Mixed with the fruit it is auspicious,
That's what makes it so delicious!



"We each have our own way of living in the world, together we are like a symphony.
Some are the melody, some are the rhythm, some are the harmony
It all blends together, we are like a symphony, and each part is crucial.
We all contribute to the song of life."
...Sondra Williams

We might not always agree; but TOGETHER we will make a difference.


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