Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

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

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

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

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…

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

Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light

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.

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome