The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

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

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 on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told

Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.