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…

Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

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

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

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

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

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.

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

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

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

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

Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy

Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are