What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,

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

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,

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

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

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

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

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

Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion