4-23-24. My favorite song, "Let It Be" by the Beatles
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
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,
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
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
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.