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

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

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

Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…

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

Remember goodness in the fire of e… Remember joy in the center of sorr… Remember love in the flood of hate… Remember courage in the pit of fea… It’s never too late.

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

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

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…

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

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

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

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

In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,