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

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.

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

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

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,

Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,

As I walk along nature’s path The clouds appear luminous and nea… As if to hug and protect All earthly inhabitants. Turtles sunbathe on a floating log

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

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…