i walk ~ my feet feel quaked earth
i talk ~ my words resound
i look ~ my eyes blessed to see
many miracles i witness around me

i want to go slow ~ savor the time
feel as my soul feels sublime
erase all the have to’s with want to’s & fun
slow the pace savor the race see thru the chase

to be able to look & able to see
miracles metamorphosing amidst such majesty
hear the trees breathe and children deeply giggle
even watch miss caterpillar perfect her bossa nova wiggle

aaahh to sing and dance in a little purple tutu
draw pictures with chalk on the sidewalk for you
go out for a cup ~ sit in a café for hours
doodling, journaling, conjuring all my creative powers

swear off technology for just one day
listen to my body beats and what they have to say
write a good old-fashioned letter to a dear friend far away
recount the way i used to play when pray was part of my day

i breathe and say, “i’m thankful” for all Milagros given me
to play a piano duet in Central Park ~ bring smiles so easily
a Filipino healer’s hand removed a worrisome lump
Ho’o’pono’pono’s forgiveness chant erased a painful slump

freeway steals soul’s pace to absorb a sacred view
breathe in ~ breathe out ~ each breath ~ an oxygenated renew
no handheld device demanding possession of our soul
go slow ~ breathe in ~ breathe out ~ this our sacred goal