Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

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

This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

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

When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old

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

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

Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

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

Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes