Good morning sunshine
At the dock’s end
Lakeside, Bird
Squawk-click-and-quack-side

A bright clear day
By the water Blue
Painting all
Within and Without

The loving colors
Of my real life
Mother Nature
Fills me full

As do wafts of
Water-kissed air
Gentle waves rock
And hold my soul

In this suspended
Ethereal existence
Like dreaming
Of All
Possibilities
Yes

This is the flow
The plane I have heard of
My prayers have been answered
May all dis-ease cease