A POEM FOR LOS ANGELES ~ *encompassing*

for me
has always been
the city of angels
a place for meeting friends – new & old

from magical chance encounters
to lifelong friendships
circling back with kindness
time & time again
building something
brick by brick

where the succulents explode

in both miniature and gigantic forms

reminding us

of the juiciness of life

and the electric purple morning glories

take over back alley fences

helping us all unravel addictive tendencies –

feeling as if there’s

something – anything – we need outside

of ourselves

when in fact

there is a garden of beauty

and treasures right here in our hearts

and if we could just keep

coming back to ourselves

no matter what

like the ocean tides always come back to shore

no matter the chaos, the rage, the grief, the panic or crazy wildness

if we can just keep coming back

without judgment

like the ocean

never ceasing

if we can just keep coming back

to each other

with humor, gentleness and curiosity

keep holding each other

in a sweet embrace

allowing all that there is to be

to be

we can evolve

with greatness, grandiosity, velocity & ease

like the ocean

encompassing tidal waves

and ripples of purity

swallowing up all the madness

and transforming it

into wild abundance.