To the Wandering Soul.

Touch the nakedness of the soul

with the gentle hands of love and light the soles

of your feet that will lead you to the inner peace that many miss

as they go about the earth with burdened lives. 

Catch the beauty that the hands of love molded in the birds, bees and leaves

with gardens and beings with an eye that shuns discrimination 

and you'll see oneness in All and All in the One. 

Make room for life and say to yourself, "I will find myself again."

Cease wondering and seek wander 

for life is but a fleeting moment

casting different reflections on the mirror of the universe.