2-8-24. Thoughts on aging and letting go.
Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds
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
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,