(2014)
Sometimes fear and indecision can be the biggest obstacle to change.
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
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.
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.