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

Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,

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

When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old

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

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

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

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay

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

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

The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with

As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.

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

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart