Taking a trip soon and thinking about Summertime adventure! 6-12-24.
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
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
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
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,
In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,