9-11-19
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched
What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand
At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
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.
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,