WISDOM OF THE WINDS… a poem

silhouette of man standing on sand

When the wind comes whispering

But my heart’s out of reach

Who am I

Can I deny

The lessons it could teach

Unwavering, its determination

To do what it must do

No obstacle is too great

Breathe in a breath or two

Step back and take a look again

In myself find belief

For tomorrows on the horizon

When my time comes to teach

ROCK BOTTOM… a very short story

And then I hit rock bottom… I thought to myself, if not aloud, “This is it! I’m all washed up and literally on rock bottom. Things in life cannot get any worse! All the work… all my life… and now, rock bottom. I guess that’s it! Nothing to do but… Ooo, that’s cool! It kind of looks like a fossil or something! I wonder if there are anymore around here. There’s another one! Wow! Who knew rock bottom could hold so much promise? Huh!”

The End

WILL… a poem

When the momentum shifts

You’ve no one to blame

Take stock in yourself

And try to refrain

From saying words

You’ll surely regret

The clock keeps on ticking

On this, you can bet

Kill them with kindness

Or just smile and nod

Keep your distance from meanness

Don’t be a fraud

For when this time passes

Again, as it will

You can look in the mirror

And smile at God’s will

selective focus photography of man's reflection on a broken mirror