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

Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace

The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

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

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

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

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

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

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

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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

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,

Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.