(2015)
Up lately looking at the night sky. Not getting much sleep but oh what a way to spend some time.
The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people