Fall is my favorite season but they all have a purpose and beauty. 10-12-22.
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,
Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…
On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Remember goodness in the fire of e… Remember joy in the center of sorr… Remember love in the flood of hate… Remember courage in the pit of fea… It’s never too late.
This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,