(2013)
Thoughts on how everyone has something powerful to give.
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
Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.
Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…
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,
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,