(2013)
Travel on a winter day which can be dangerous but so beautiful at the same time.
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
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
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,
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,
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
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
Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,