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

Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

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.

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

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

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

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

As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.

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

There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.

Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,

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

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the