(2014)
Sometimes fear and indecision can be the biggest obstacle to change.
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal
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.
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,
The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
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
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,