On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

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

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

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

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

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

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

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

In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,

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

Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.

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