Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart

An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos

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

Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go