Waning moon glows
I am the sound of the asphalt tires
In the asphalt jungle
I am the bees that hum
The trees reach slightly
Up into the universe
I am the universe
I am the sparkling star
I sail around the crescent moon
I am the dirt and the oil.
I am the rocks of the
Santa Monica mountains
I am a pollutant.
I inspire, I hope
I am the worm reaching deep in the earth
I am the shadow of lies from our politicians
I am the love in my son’s heart
In my family and cats’ hearts.
My friends and music inspire me.
I am the sound of nature
And the sounds of humanity
Of the universe
UFOs and extraterrestrials.
