Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Deck 10:22am

It’s A Fine Time For Me

to write of The Religion For One

out here on My Pristine Deck

in The August Morning Sun —

What Can I Tell Of My View

Of The Self?

The Birds How They Cry

for broken hearts

& bombed civilians —

but wait —

NO ONE SHOULD GET BOMBED:

Ours Is An Earth

of exquisite beauty

& must not be marred

by hatred & distrust  —

I Am Here To Settle Out

the chaos

To Re-organize

The Individual Mind

To See Out Its Full Potential

& Have It Believe

in Life