What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

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

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

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

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

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

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

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

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

Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion