(2014)
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
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,
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes