Supporting elderly, poor and helpless,
Cruises, yet, Alaska bound
Are set for Acapulco gold and eggs
Of fish to hatch another heaven
Lying in and to the sun exposing
Windows of dirt in religion, race
And politics way behind the norm,
The ship is now a harbor.—
I would think there is a way around ourselves. But where is it?
My advice is to study the answer. But what is the nature of the answer? I see the multiplicity of questions is unique to each individual. My conclusion has been that the question and the answer are one divinity. Divinity is everywhere. The question may be how do we not forget? Here in these slices of awareness, I have sought, in some way, on some level to remind.