October, 2019
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
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,
Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song