(2014)
Sometimes fear and indecision can be the biggest obstacle to change.
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion
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,
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.
Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.
Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while