Fall is my favorite season but they all have a purpose and beauty. 10-12-22.
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
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,
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,
When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,