Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,

Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Remember goodness in the fire of e… Remember joy in the center of sorr… Remember love in the flood of hate… Remember courage in the pit of fea… It’s never too late.

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

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion