4-23-24. My favorite song, "Let It Be" by the Beatles
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
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
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
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
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most
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,
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.
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,