As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.

Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,

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

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome

In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,

This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.

There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.

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

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

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

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

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

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

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

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