The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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

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

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

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…

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,

To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to