2-8-24. Thoughts on aging and letting go.
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,
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
Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told
What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,