(2014)
On a walk one day, all the sounds seemed interconnected. Sounds of life, in harmony with each other.
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
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.
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
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,
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
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.
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn