Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.

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

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

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

Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

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

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

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

Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…