Have You Been?

Have you been Hiking the Quiraing trail on the isle of Skye? watching golden eagles as they fly by? Have you been Hiking through fields of paintbrush on Mount Hood? From Trillium Lake to Timberline, if you haven't you should. Have you been Pushing a frontier, discovering the new Being all you can be, pursuing every clue? Have you been Locked in a small box on a Sandinista command? They call it a Casita because there's no room to stand. Have you been Found dead in a Gulag before you might have been traded For a Russian hitman, now all hope faded. Have you been Imprisoned by the scheming of one man's small mind wings clipped, hemmed in, and confined? Have you been Locked up for ten years in Ariel Castro's basement Chained, beaten, having ten years wasted? Have you been In solitary confinement for a year, because you protested fraud In a D.C. jail, rights trampled roughshod. Have you been Dying with no friends left, in a hospice bed Your sons think you are unaware, but you're all there, not yet dead. Have you been Dreaming at your desk, with your eyes wide open? Looking for space, wishing for time to surf life's ocean?