(2014)
Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
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
Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down
The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.
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.
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
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
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,
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars