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

Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,

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

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

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay

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

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

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