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

Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars

First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds

The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes

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

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

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

Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure

Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

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

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

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

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