(2014)
After a ride through the desert which is haunting and beautiful at the same time.
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,
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
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,
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
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