2-8-24. Thoughts on aging and letting go.
Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
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,
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle