11-7-2018
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
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.
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched