7-4-18. Thoughts on the power of love.
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.