11-2016.
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,
It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature