Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire

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

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

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

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,

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

Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.

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

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

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

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

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.