Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are

Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars

Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light

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

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

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

Come with me To the mountain top, Where the crest touches The sky And the air so pure,

It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature

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

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