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When age begins to creep up on you

And the days seem to pass so quickly

You may find that time is empty

And you wonder what to do with yourself

You meditate on the healing and wellness

Of those you love, those you miss

You grasp concepts you never thought you would

And you wonder if you can solve

The ills of the world, the darkness

That shadows bring into being

That struggle inside of you now

That puts you down inside a cavern

And you extend hope and your inner light

So that you can make all things brighter

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The Universe Knows

Sometimes detours are meant to be on our paths

While we think in our minds that our daily cycle

Includes this and this and this

We plan and schedule just what we think 

We make up our minds to lay the path before us

Yet sometimes, something happens that begs a detour

The Universe says, “Whoa up.  You need to do this.”

And so the change comes and we see 

That something or someone needed us to be there

On a different path, if only for a short time

It may be something big or something small

It doesn’t matter

It may be something that allows for needed rest

You may never know the reason for a detour

But the Universe knows and allows for good

Whether to help someone, help yourself, rest

The Universe knows

Mighty Mac

The waters of Michigan and Huron writhing beneath it

He emerges from the spray as the two converge

The depths below bearing the bones of his makers

Lost too quickly to have been collected, saved

Above, his towers clad in pure white ascend

Up into the clouds on most days as they hold taut

The spans of heavy cables, from which the bridge suspends

All manner of vehicles fly by on the roadbed

Carefully staying in their lanes, tires moaning

The grand bridge known as the Mighty Mac stands tall

Connecting the upper and lower peninsulas of Michigan

Making the two, one, surrounded by a hint of mystery

That only the Great Lakes can bestow

The graveyards of many shipwrecks all tolled

The bridge the protector of the travelers

A shining beacon spanning the straits of Mackinac

Learning

Learning new things is not so easy

When you have some knowledge before

The difference is breaking old habits

While allowing the space for new things

You may find that your knowledge sticks

In places where you’d rather it not go

But sooner or later, you learn new tricks

And the spice of life comes to you

New things rest upon old things or replace them

And you blend them as you go

It’s like washing your hair to style it

You get rid of the old goop that holds it

Ready to apply the new conditioners, gels

So that you can be beautiful as always

Choices

Making decisions is the most difficult thing

We wander from one side to the other

We sink to the depths and then soar on the wing

And we don’t know where we’re going

But here is the thing to remember, my friend

To keep your eye on the prize at the end

See it whole and perfect and pleasant

Make it yours, not the response of some trend

And you will get there sure as can be

If you know where you’re going in your heart

There will be no doubt that you will see

The path will develop in front of you

And each step that you take will renew

Your dedication to who you are meant to be

Best Interest

We hear that all things come in due time

And yet we pace the floor, rock in our chairs

Wondering when the things we want will happen

So we do everything we can to fret over them

Never listening to the bright side of things

That we need not worry because God is in charge

Yet, faithful though we may be, we pace on

We want things to happen NOW, in our time

When we have so much more to work on, to do

It may not be our success, it may not be good

But we want what we want and there you have it

Expecting our good to be laid in our laps

The bright and cheery disposition we’ve had

Melts as we try to force our good to come

How do we rid ourselves of our anxieties?

How do we let God take the reins and posts?

Take a deep breath, hold it in, count to four

And let all of the worries float out of us

Cleanse our bodies and minds and believe

That God will give us all good things

In his time, in his way, in our best interest

Bes

Dishwasher

Water swirls all around in arcs and droplets

The thrum of the motor pauses, proceeds

Hot water pulses against the walls, dishes

Creating a contained waterspout

I appreciate the work this machine does

My hands are not dry and crusty from dishwater

And the sound of the dishes getting clean

Is like music to my ears, and I breathe

Certainly this is a delight I enjoy

Perhaps I am a little spoiled with this service

But I thrill to the notion that I win

The pleasure of putting my feet up to rest

And all of the other work in the house awaits

My attention, if and when I will do it

Burdens of the Heart

Change is inevitable, that is what they say

All the greatest thinkers warn us

Good things come to those who wait

This we know as well

Yet, how can we be sure 

To get the best life has to offer

We can curl up in a ball of sayings

Or we can live our lives to the fullest

Not holding back for the voice of others

Looking for the joy in places and people

Go and experience, enjoy the inner peace

As life becomes calm and the naysayers fall

And no longer do we remain tethered

To the ills of the world, 

The burdens of the heart

The Best

All things new erupt in spring

The heat of summer helps them grow

Autumn risks the rest of time

Winter brings the end of things

So the cycle comes and goes

Life is fragile, life is sweet

Ready for the lift of emotion

Giving, taking, wandering, waiting

So the life of each person goes

The good, the bad, the peace of it all

We can be blessed with harmony

If we look to the heights of love

And understand that each being

Is doing the best they can

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Invasion

Eyes following your every move

Waiting in every corner you go

Supposing to be friendly, kind

But having an overtone of creepy

How does one evade the gaze

That sneaks up and moves in on you

As if there were some reason 

To be in your way, saying, “hello,”

Not having a reason, as you believe

The bit of disconcerting presence

That suggests that you be fearful

What?  Why? Who is this stranger

That takes and makes such confusion

But the hands don’t tremble

The heart refuses to beat faster

And, perhaps, there is a wee bit of anger

Flooding through the mind today

The Moon

Higgety, piggety, the moon is a sphere

Loppety, moppety, we drink its light here

Even beneath the shining orb

We can expect nothing as we absorb

The vibrations of energy in sound and light

Raise the veil, the promise, the chant

For this night,all we desire enters our sight

We must only fare well as we get what we want

When the sun comes up, we are sure to find

The perfect will to open the mind

And understand our power, the Universe

Draws nigh to provide what we rehearse

Bring us, O Great One, our fondest dreams

And allow us harmony in all it seems

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Everything

Those not with us anymore

Look down from heights above

They see and know what’s in store

They shower us with love

We may not see them everywhere

For they are on a different plane

But we can feel their tenderness

In places where they’ve lain

If they could send us messages

And I’m sure enough they do

They’d send their love and the best

For all our endeavors, too

They are not on some floating cloud

They’re close at hand, just not loud

And so it seems we can share 

The highlights of our day

Not to make the time go faster

But to know we’re on the way

To touching with their heartfelt joy

For that is what they bring

The light, the love, their everything

Everything

Those not with us anymore

Look down from heights above

They see and know what’s in store

They shower us with love

We may not see them everywhere

For they are on a different plane

But we can feel their tenderness

In places where they’ve lain

If they could send us messages

And I’m sure enough they do

They’d send their love and the best

For all our endeavors, too

They are not on some floating cloud

They’re close at hand, just not loud

And so it seems we can share 

The highlights of our day

Not to make the time go faster

But to know we’re on the way

To touching with their heartfelt joy

For that is what they bring

The light, the love, their everything

Everything

Those not with us anymore

Look down from heights above

They see and know what’s in store

They shower us with love

We may not see them everywhere

For they are on a different plane

But we can feel their tenderness

In places where they’ve lain

If they could send us messages

And I’m sure enough they do

They’d send their love and the best

For all our endeavors, too

They are not on some floating cloud

They’re close at hand, just not loud

And so it seems we can share 

The highlights of our day

Not to make the time go faster

But to know we’re on the way

To touching with their heartfelt joy

For that is what they bring

The light, the love, their everything

Everything

Those not with us anymore

Look down from heights above

They see and know what’s in store

They shower us with love

We may not see them everywhere

For they are on a different plane

But we can feel their tenderness

In places where they’ve lain

If they could send us messages

And I’m sure enough they do

They’d send their love and the best

For all our endeavors, too

They are not on some floating cloud

They’re close at hand, just not loud

And so it seems we can share 

The highlights of our day

Not to make the time go faster

But to know we’re on the way

To touching with their heartfelt joy

For that is what they bring

The light, the love, their everything

Joy

All the ducks in a row at last

All of the boxes checked and i’s dotted

Time to move and go forward, forward

Packing up everything that makes me, me

Paper, peripherals, clothes, books

Bedroom and office, everything goes

How do I feel now that it’s in motion

Glad for a chance to be myself again

Sad for the loss of moments with grandsons

It’s hard to walk away and make plans

For a new life again, a new place, home

Next comes the carrying of all the boxes

The storage to be emptied on arrival

Open the door to change, confidently

Stepping inside the glass dome of time

Ready and able to feel the joy of earth