Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,

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

The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

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

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

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes

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

Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…