What he says

I would wish
That you see your life as a gift.
Not filled with what you have to do
but what you love.

I've been dreaming

A former boyfriend has a rock band
He's very popular.
At work they think November 7th is my birthday
And we celebrate even though it's not.

Here on earth I cannot find my way out of my house.
Nearby volcanoes erupt and are seen as fiery flashes
from outer space.

I tell myself: start now.  Write that down.

I wake up

to partly cloudy weather in my head
potential migraine or thunderstorm
luminous buddha mind
chooses the universe to inhabit
torch beam opens to instantaneous lightening.

Am I late?