(2015)
Multi-tasking is overrated!
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,
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.
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
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.