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

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay

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

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,