At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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

To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love

My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,

Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go

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

Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up

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

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

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

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

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

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

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