Fly by the seat of your soul. Not sure where I read this but that is my quote. I haven’t written a poem lately. Here goes!

Not happy or sad

Not excited or mad

Flutter from place to place

Like the rose that dances in the breeze, above the sun, there is nothing to erase

You paint

You have always had the means to create.

See a peach rose

you strike a pose

so pure so sweet

breathe within everthing you meet

Not of them

Moon, stars, tulips of Holland…Firefly squids of Japan…we are the gem.

That’s about right.