Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.

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

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

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

In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told

Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine

Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.

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

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

Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

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

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