Written after a trip to the seashore, 4-2023.
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
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.
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,