(2014)
Thoughts about pain.
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people