(2013)
Travel on a winter day which can be dangerous but so beautiful at the same time.
The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
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
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
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
Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,
The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
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
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay