One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

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

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

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.

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

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

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

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

Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

Come with me To the mountain top, Where the crest touches The sky And the air so pure,