Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle

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

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

When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old

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

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

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

Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird

Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,

Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face