Magical inspiration. 4-2-24
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
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
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,
I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,