Love is everywhere,

It touches each one of us

As we go through life.


Spring has once again

Laid herself upon the land

But she will soon leave.


In dreams, I see things

Both beautiful and ugly.

But, only in dreams.


Colors brushed upon canvas

Capture man and horse,

Running with the wind.


Snow-capped peaks against the sky

Call me back

To a life I lived before.


Blue gray ocean,

Cloud covered sky. White sails full,

straining to break free.


Crystal drops slide down

Her face as she remembers

The time before Death.


Pen moves across paper

Leaving a trail for all who

Care to follow.


Man asks many questions.

But only Nature has

the final answers.