Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people

What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.

Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,

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

On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,

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,

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love