In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,

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,

It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature

First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos

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,

When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.