As my son often says, it's all good. It's all holy.
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
Come with me To the mountain top, Where the crest touches The sky And the air so pure,
Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.