Old hippies still believe
In a paradigm shift in
Global consciousness
That will usher in
A new age of grace
And peace on Earth
Old hippies still believe
That goodness triumphs
Over ignorance in time
And all the world will
Attain enlightenment
And become as one
Old hippies still believe
In the Golden Rule
And preserving
Our Mother Earth
I know because
I’m one of them
–Photo of me by my son
For weeks we had camped
In the Land of the Loon;
Now our spirits were damped–
We were leaving too soon.
How we wished we were staying!
Here we felt so in tune
With our playing and laying
‘Neath our own sun and moon.
our little mid-western
town was truly blessed
the day she was born
she was beautiful
inside and out
so beautiful
that the other girls
weren’t even jealous
it was beyond that
she made them feel
proud to be her friend
proud that their kind
had produced such
an exquisite creature
her radiant smile
could reach out
and cure illness
every single person
she had ever met
instantly loved her
ached for her
she was so gorgeous
that shy boys ran
her angelic radiance
enveloped our town
and we thrived
but the day came
when she looked west
west, where her and
her kind belonged
she moved out to L.A.
and somehow
we went on in our
little farming town
but it was never
the same
flittering, fluttering
lighter than dust
she’s flaunting
her marbled
mahogany wings
and even the flowers
are so envious
they stare
on their stalks
at the beauty
she brings
–Photo by me
seasons turn the sky
cygnus flies into the sun
the dog star rises
michaeljordahl 