Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want

The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

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

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

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

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

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

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.

On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes