Fall

Fall time, fall years

Culmination of beauty

Wisdom

Perspective.

Immersed and surrounded

By a depth,

Only time can give.

Riches,

Only experience can gather.

Gratitude,

Only surrendering reveals.

The fine lines

The atrophy

The forgetfulness,

Ceases to grip

As anguish begins to melt.

What comes, will pass

What hurts, will fade

And peace is found,

As the cyclic natural of all

Comes to light.

And most of all,

A returning

To a consciousness.

Floating with a birds eye view

Disengagement from drama, trauma.

All that’s created here

To be left here

Returning to a neutral purity.

As we came, shall we return.

No baggage,

But definitely not empty handed.

As what was the purpose

Of this interlude

Between birth and death,

‘Life’ as we call it,

This opportunity, this experience.

To have take form of the ‘Source’.

And then to walk, to wander,

To wonder, to revel

In this creation

Beyond comprehension.

What minuscule chance

We have to exist

Where galaxies and universes reign.

Yet here we are.

Be sure to query and question,

To spark your thirst

To to find your why,

And finally ‘KNOW’ thyself.

As your ‘fall’ fades

And the winter will ensue

Be sure to have built

The one relation standing firm to the end.

RetirementJanuary 11, 2026

Laurie

So many paths crossed,
Personally
Professionally.

May times
The lines
Have blurred.

Why?
Open acceptance
Active listening,

Sparking trust,
Becoming
A confidant.

Inspiring possibilities,
Nurturing
Unfurling others’ wings.

You leave
A legacy
Of time, dedication.

You traveled
Selflessly
And not alone.

Endless recruiting;
Had a family
Not of blood

But of a greater testimony,
One of voluntarily
Empowering.

You leave behind
A force!
Women believing

In themselves,
Each other,
The value of team.

Co-worker
Boss
Friend;

More the ‘Godmother’!
I embrace
Applaud

Value
Appreciate
Our paths crossing.

Now sail
Into retirement.

But my friend,
Your ‘work’ of forging sustaining relations
Is not yet done;

As this remains your core characteristic,
And retirement does not stop the clock;
Only where you go.
Truth of ConfusionJanuary 5, 2026

Truth,

What is.

Confusion,

Everything else..

Concepts

Perceptions

Conditioning.

Fear

Guilt

Insecurities.

Imagination

Learnt behaviors

Expectations.

All run you wild

Physically

Mentally.

Driven by

Cortisol

Adrenalin.

Slowing,

Applying

The brakes

Takes

Practice,

Self talk

In kindness,

Forgiveness

Self worthiness.

Truth,

You are.

Confusion,

Transient attributes.

Whether

Actual

Or not.

Truth,

Your are dynamic.

Confusion,

You want definition.

Truth,

You are free.

Confusion,

You feel tied.

Breathe

Breath.

Feel

Flow.

This the

Only

Possible

Truth there is.

You

Need

To know.
MarvelJanuary 4, 2026

A New Year,

A new day

A new second

The human perspective

So small

So narrow

When the universe

So ginormous

So vast.

Discoveries at their peak

With the use of the Hubble

To James Webb telescopes

Existence

Distance

Evolution

Now seen or understood

In limitless beauty

And the mastery of design.

We,

The entire history of our human race,

Here

For even less than a minute,

If all existance

Scaled into an appreciation of a day.

And yet we still

Marvel at the beginning

And end of a ‘year’

Rhetoric of the ‘Now’

Being ‘Present’

All commercialized, trendified!

Yet here lies

Every possibility that can be had.

Look no further

Look not to the vastness of the skies

But into the realm of your heart,

You encapsulated yet circulate

In both universes

Inside and out.

Only one can be truly

Felt, understood

Beyond any doubt,

That you are as magnificent as

All the stars, galaxies

Milkyways

And Universe.

You are the drop

In the ocean,

Yet that ocean

Is within you.

Marvel, not at the New Year,

Marvel at You!

You are existence

In all it’s beauty,

Magnificence

And all possibilities.

Happy recognition

Of Now,

The day

And of You!
IgnoranceSeptember 27, 2025

Man’s greatest curse

Ignorance of who he is.

So what are we!?

We are dust that has come alive

Dust that is impregnated

By the ultimate

Giving movement, thought and spirit

Beyond imaginable incredibility.

If for a moment we dare to appreciate

That we are drops of water,

Chemicals and their reactions,

Unfathomable yet engineered

Into synchronicity and self regulation,

With nature’s bell curve

From infancy to geriatric demise,

Given the fortune of possibly seven decades or more.

Where in this timeframe

Did we give credence

To the liberty of life?

Too busy distracted

With fear, greed, and a presumed freedom

When all along

The ultimate has been bestowed,

Day after day

Each a renewed opportunity

To participate, to glorify

Existance.

For in a blink of an eye

And as your actual eyes close,

It will come to an end

And what will it have all meant?

Nothing!

For it was only for you alone

To enjoy, to unfold, to acknowledge

This relationship

You, your existence, your sustainer.

So don’t take lightly

Revel in your seasons,

Reflect and learn your lessons

Grow and reach towards the light within.

As only then

Will you beam and reflect

A truth for yourself and your community

Both.

Art by Catrin Welz-Stein
SilenceAugust 24, 2025

Poetry Pharmacy – Silence

“How still, how happy! Now I feel

Where silence dwells is sweeter far

Than laughing mirth’s most joyous swell

However pure its raptures are.”

Emily Brontë

Ahhhh this place of silence

Awaiting my arrival day and night

No appointments, no reservations

No declines, no rescheduling.

Premium seat guaranteed

Reception perfectly suited

To wash away the tarnishing mind

Silence with peaceful hum of breath

Music with depth greater than the heart

This the purest of joys!