Published by e-Fiction India. 4-2016.
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
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
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,
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
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
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.