For Bede
(2014)
For my love of 36 years
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,
Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature