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

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

Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

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

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,

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer

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

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,

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

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

Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…

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

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.