Drove away
From the fruits of my labor
‘The American Dream’
Told the kids ‘If I stay I’ll die’
The younger cried
The older said he understood.
Drove to the sea.

Lived with strangers who were sad
Drugs and booze
After a year, forced to move
‘Where now?’ I asked
Love said:

Heed me well
The bills get paid
Find your home!
Now, I walk off the beach
To my ocean view
Lunch from The Lobby Gourmet.
They deliver.

Sat on my balcony
Dined ‘mid crashing waves
What a swell!
A ne’er do well
Tomorrow they’ll tell me to go to hell.

Thought I could afford two months -
Maybe three?
Entered a magic kingdom
A living poem
hand in hand
Did not know what held me so
Months became years before the call.

Looking back
I realize the beginning of a relationship
An introduction
The beginning of a new awareness
A higher love.

Training to loss
Dying to win
Found to never end
learning to ride the wind
Letting go!
No death to mar this sacred wind
Nothing has changed since then.
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