(2014)
On a walk one day, all the sounds seemed interconnected. Sounds of life, in harmony with each other.
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
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
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds,