On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

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

The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart

The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay

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

Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.

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

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

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

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

Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;