What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with

The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,

If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most

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

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

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

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

Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace