Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer

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

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

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

An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos

Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love

The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,

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

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