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

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

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

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

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

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

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face

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

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

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

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

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

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,