(2013)
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,
One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…
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
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,