The older I get, the simple things become more important and I am learning to be okay with that. 8-23-2024.
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,
If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Come with me To the mountain top, Where the crest touches The sky And the air so pure,
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
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,
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.