Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are

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

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,

The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.

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

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

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

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

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people

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

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

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched