On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes

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

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

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

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,

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

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most

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

Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;

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

Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate