Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,

Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without