To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

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

Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

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

What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want

Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy

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

When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old

It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,

Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes

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