What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

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

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last

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

An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos

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

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

When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.

Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,

It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,

Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want

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,

This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,