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.

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

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

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion

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

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer

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

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

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

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

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