7-3-21. Impressions of summer
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
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,
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up