Roaming the Ruins

In a Mystical land
I find myself
roaming the ruins
Fifty years of wisdom
lying all bottled up
within me
Where do I go from here?!

Giving my best years…
travelling the beaten path
In my own inimitable style
Tending, caring, healing
Where do I go from here?!


I now lie low these days
discovering slowly
My children’s interpretation
of what their mother is
…praise or brickbats
My life will go on
The eternal question
stays
Where do I go from here?!