One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

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

Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.

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

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn