Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told

There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart

If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

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

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

On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes