4/7/20
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
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
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
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,
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love