1/18/21. Dedicated to my husband of 41 years.
Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
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
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
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,