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,

Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes

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

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.

Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy

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

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

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

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

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

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome