I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;

The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

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,

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer

Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,