(2014)
After a ride through the desert which is haunting and beautiful at the same time.
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
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.
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
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
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
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,