Time

                                           

                                            The North Pole is melting

                                               The sky is falling down

                                 I don't know how long we're gonna be around

                                             but whatever time is left

                                           and while we have the sun

                                           Let's do this life with care 

                                           For no matter where I go

                                               I want you around.

          It is important for you to grow and evolve while on earth. The knowledge of Being- in-the-World is not the only knowledge. There is being-inside-yourself There is a need to become 'centered', in your own energy, in order that you can come to an at-oneness with the spiritual as well. I do not mean that Spiritual is any magic concoction; it is however, that sense-of-beingness which allows each of us to be individuated within the Field of Life. Knowledge of 'self is only one system in the totality of many, many response centers. 

 

                                 To the Green Isle of Home

                                           We sit here

                                        at the edge of

                                      eternity and think 

                                   of things we've done

                                     places we've been

                        

                                       Here we are on

                              Dingle Bay, thinking of the way 

                                  it was when Ireland was

                                            'Our' land.

                                  'Our' land in the vernacular.

                           And I remember the kiss of morning dew

                            in the hills right before fall was through.

                                  The fresh free air of the Sea

                                with the salty wind in your hair

                                      Somewhere in time, 

                                  not so long ago in Ireland