(2013)
Travel on a winter day which can be dangerous but so beautiful at the same time.
Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
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,
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
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…