Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

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

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

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

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

Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.

As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

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

The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free