the wind blows the same without consideration for flag or nation
what’s underneath is important, but it is the cover that we see
to determine north look for the side where moss grows and the snow gathers
the window conspires with the snow falling outside to display fake rain
maybe the reason winter seems bleak is because fall is so vibrant
sometimes the flower seems to perform just for me with tears in its eyes
the flower does not know if it is beautiful it blooms anyway
within each morning is the opportunity to create anew
we should recognize the fire in the sunrise and heed its warning
a warm summer day can make us forget what a cold winter day needs
uptown jack 