7-4-18. Thoughts on the power of love.
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine