the great blue heron . plays out the cycle of life . and eats its breakfast
how someone else sees . the world is a mystery . we can never solve
it’s easy to jump . to conclusions when something . has been highlighted
on the next visit . the memory may just seem . like it was a dream
capture a moment . commit it to memory . the days do not last
there is often a . feeling of discomfort when . something’s out of place
to live a full life . it helps to hear the music . in quiet moments
what looks like decay . is often shedding of what’s . no longer needed
what happens today . might never happen again . for better or worse
how we see a field . of flowers, is how we see . the rest of the world