Ready for this pandemic to be over, but who isn't! 7/2020
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as