the chorus weaves a billowing sound
of spirit rising upward on the radio.
the sun newly in the sky
and the air still crisp,
and dewey and fresh
young the day is -
and set to motion
the unknown of today -
like waves outward and onward
a breeze in my face
i see the horizon of the lake
and know the ocean is reached just beyond a bit
it's calling me to seize the day
and seize all of them ever more!
in love and blessings
"...do not look outside yourself for the leader."
-wisdom of the hopi elders
"...the sign of a true leader is service..." - anonymous