What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay

In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,

In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

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,

My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,

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,

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal

Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure

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