2016
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
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
Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.
This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences