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.

Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.

Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.