Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

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

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

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

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

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

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

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,