One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

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

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

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,

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,

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

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,

The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free

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

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

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there