6-2017
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
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,
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last