Sometimes I think too much!
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.
The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
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
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds