(2014)
On a walk one day, all the sounds seemed interconnected. Sounds of life, in harmony with each other.
One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the
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