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

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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

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

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer

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,

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars

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,

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