(2014)
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
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 birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
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
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon