(2014)
Thoughts about pain.
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
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 this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
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,
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.