Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal

What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.

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

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,

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.