Monthly Archives: November 2022

Countless times I tried,
Peeling off old layers,
To myself find. …

Abstract images of home,
From a different world.
For so it seems, …

It is there,
Underneath it all,
Where emptiness, …

It is those moments,
When time disappears,
We are at peace, …

Colors, signs, lines,
Blemishes, and more.
It’s all there, …

These days,
We tag and track,
Everything, …

Every now and then,
Internal construction beckons.
Messy, unpleasant, unavoidable….

Sometimes our path,
Weaves through places,
That’s hard to understand. …

Some days,
What need be said,
Is clear and bold, …

A pile of pinecones,
Alone, is meaningless.
But when gathered, …

As winter nears,
Nature slowly fades.
Most prepare to sleep, …

Friends understand.
They smile, listen,
Do not judge, criticize, …

Today felt upside down.
I kept asking why,
To better understand. …

I am often surprised,
To find my answers,
Patiently waiting, …