Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

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

Remember goodness in the fire of e… Remember joy in the center of sorr… Remember love in the flood of hate… Remember courage in the pit of fea… It’s never too late.

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,

The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched

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

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

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart