Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy

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

What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand

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

This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.

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

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

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,

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

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,

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.