A Morning Song

Most every day, a song echos in my mind as I wake. The universe often speaks to me in song.

This morning I woke to U2’s “40” and the line “how long, to sing this song?”

My heart troubled by the world’s rage soaked violence, by another bloody day. Will humanity expand out of it’s ego before the world’s burned into obliteration by hubris? Will I get to see that day? How long, my friends. How long?

Reflecting From Stone

Reflection

Staring at myself
Wetted marble captures me
As I seek balance

If you’ve been to Seattle’s Pacific Science Center, you’ve probably noticed the marble sphere balanced upon water. A perfect equilibrium which allows for an ease of motion; it can be shifted with one hand.¬†