The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion

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

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

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

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart

In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told