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

Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

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

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

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

Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

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