Polynesian Time  

This poem was written sometime during my years at the University of Michigan, 1979 - 1983.  I have no idea the reference.  Was I channeling another life? 

I entered the gardens and time stopped.

Suddenly floating in space, the years dropped.

A child again, born to a Polynesian land.

Full of fresh colors, a bold youth in demand.

Then came the flowery fantasy come true.

Dreamy, feminine, familiar, yet new.

Contentment followed, visions of a desert plain.

Lonely, but happy - secure memories remain.