Regrets
I’ve often said I don’t have any. Everything that came before has led me here— and this place, this moment, isn’t such a
Morning Quartet
Before Dawn The silence of your absence grows louder each day The process of aging relentless The pain of loss and the vagaries of being Leave me wondering
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Gratitude – In Three Parts: A Prayer, A Practice, A People
Part One – Angels If I’m not being guided by angels, I don’t know what to tell you Everywhere I go, everywhere I turn, I
a simple question
Seven decades in, when asked to peer inside and ruminate about my being with the phrase Who am I? I peel away who I have been
A Glimpse of Open Sky
As I perch on blocks upon the floor, the teacher speaks of the art of sitting— and the many masters who have shaped his form. He
Finding Solace
I am settling into this life alone, comfortable in the silence, finding solace... in the solitude. I do spend time in memories — of time spent with
A Swan Alone
A thousand days without you, a thousand nights. Your face and form run through fragments of my dreams, only to wake to find you’re not
Love Eternal
Close your eyes and hear these words As if they were skillful strokes Of a paint filled brush that draws upon the canvas of your inner
Answers from beyond the Veil
Questions for my Bride I ask on bended knee: Now that I am widowed, What do you make of me? What would you have me do?
A Place for Doves
Through winter’s mist and gentle rain I walk the cobbled path to visit my beloved— A pilgrimage of sorts these past few years. Three angels
Foot Falls Along the Way
I stand barefoot, toes deep in the sand along the shore, And look up into the moonlit sky. In the roar of the waves, I hear
Time
There was a time, there was a time, It seems just moments away. But it’s been half a century Since we kissed on Valentine’s