1-6-2019
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.
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the
Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
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,
Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire
Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds,