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

Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

Remember goodness in the fire of e… Remember joy in the center of sorr… Remember love in the flood of hate… Remember courage in the pit of fea… It’s never too late.

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds