Her Benevolent Spirit

She had a gift, this great woman who once walked with us.
Her benevolent spirit changed lives, enriching and empowering all who knew her.
Yet modest she remained, humbled by the gratitude bestowed upon her as her
benevolent spirit comforted and quieted the most restless of us.
In the darkest of hours, it eased our fears. On the bleakest of days, it washed
away our tears. Her benevloent spirit strengthened the weak and tamed the unruly.
As she lived, she gave, and in passing she gave us her magnificent gift, the gift of her
benevolent spirit.

The Shore

The sun beats down, warming the sand oozing between my toes. The ocean advances and
retreats in a timeless rhythm, taking as it gives. Gulls cry from on high, their wings spread
against the wind, gliding gracefully in an age-old dance. Ocean sprays kiss my face, as gentle as a
lover's breath and I close my eyes, giving myself up to it. Soft breezes caress me as I raise my
arms as if to take flight. I look to the horizon and dream of possibilities.

Helter Swelter

It's a scorcher out there, Helter Swelter. Come on, how can you dispute the effects of global
warming now? Helter Swelter, it's all around you; the heat of your ignorance will be the death of us
all if you don't wake up and smell the scorched earth. Helter Swelter, the sun-baked policies of
your power brokers are archaic and dated; change is needed now, not during the election years.
Helter Swelter, give up your stale methods of contributing to the problem and find fresh solutions
instead. Helter Swelter, the time is now while you can still save the earth for future generations.