TO LAURA GERKING


She walks upon distant planets
Seeking truth through
Star guided charts
There is magic in her voice
And the wisdom of ages

Hair the color of night
Eyes bright as summers day
We turn to her for learning
She speaks to our souls
Like children we listen

I have come to her
Not by chance
But a calling in the wind
The past comes together
With the future

She gives to us all
Freely
And like hungry students
We delight in each meal
Never satisfied but always nourished


Michael V Hechtman