Have you pondered, dear one, what comes after goodbye? What waits in the wings when it’s your time to fly? If you’re over sixty, or older than that, No doubt you’ve posed questions in many a chat.You’ve been to funerals, more recent this year,And now you wonder, through memories and tears: What’s next for me? […]

The world is a canvas, wide open and new,
And the paintbrush, dear friends, is inside of you.
Each thought that you think, each feeling you send,
Loops back around, for there is no true end…