Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

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

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,

Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals

One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…

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