The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart

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

Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

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…

Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

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.

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

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

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,