The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

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

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

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

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

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

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

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.

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

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

It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature