Some Notes for Living

It's for sailing 
the wind.
Can you do it? 
You know you must.  Everywhere, teachers
to love.
Whom do you love?
This life is a vessel for learning,
our moments the etchings upon it.
They aren't yours to keep.
In the time of flowers,
flowers. You want 
more, of course. 


Whom
do you love? 
No use trying to hold on.  
They come, they go--
in winter, snow.
Remember beautiful moments.
Let them remind you of what is to come! 

THIS IS MY PATH. 
Trust.

All is forgiven in time. 
There is beauty everywhere.
Do not wait:  
surrender. 
Meet open with open.
Not for The Prize
but for its own sake:
Love.