In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Come with me To the mountain top, Where the crest touches The sky And the air so pure,

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

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

Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes

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

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

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

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

Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

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

It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,

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

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and