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

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

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

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

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

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as