Dedicated to my husband who is a clay artist, 5/17/22.
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.
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
The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,
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