Saturday, November 22, 2014


on the road
alone in the car
on the way to a weekend of pure dancing
watching the desert view from the window
I can suddenly truly think about it
I live in Mitzpe Ramon now
go figure

And there
on my own
I roam
(didn't do that in a while.. that kind of aimless wander..
everything has been sooo mindful, oriented, mission-based, well..)

Here (after finding an amulet of creation)
I see pure joy
in African music
in symbols of truth
trust and ease between strangers
good warm food

I want to create
I was born to create
not just to survive
not just to fulfill needs
of the house
of my sweet boychild

I was born to create