Melody of Life

All this talk of growing old makes my blood run cold as ice

On this a summers day surrounded by honey bees

Sweet cherry trees full of blossom where there’s blue sky enough to make a sailor home sick

Tumble, rifting racing clouds chasing the warmth of golden memories

Where the world feels as soft as your tears

Thoughts of time slipping through my fingers like sand

Warmed by the sun, each grain a moment, fleeting, yet golden

The world hums around me; the wind whispers secrets to the leaves

A drumming industry of honey bees turns into the melody of life itself

It is here, in the warm embrace of nature's timeless beauty

that the chill of aging falls away

A dance of light chases shadows across the soft warm earth

Telling stories of a world unbroken where seasons are but gentle breaths of change

The song of honey bees crescendos, joined by the rustle of trees

A distant trill of birdsong crafts a symphony that speaks to my soul

Rare, special moments, paintings of poetry and music

I close my eyes, I am suspended within a spinning wheel of time

All of my days,

Blur into one endless eternity