Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

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

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

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

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

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

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

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love

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

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

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.

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

My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,