(2014)
On a walk one day, all the sounds seemed interconnected. Sounds of life, in harmony with each other.
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
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
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon