Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,

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

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

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

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

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

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

Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.

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

There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds,

Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,

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