(2014)
Thinking about hard times and ways to deal with it.
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
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,
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
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
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences