Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

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

This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,

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

Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.