Was lucky enough to take a trip to Bali, quite the adventure. 11/23.
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind
Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light
Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,
Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,