Leaves of Life

metal leaves

As leaves of life are pages turned

each sunrise and each setting eve,

so Time requires accounting earned

of heart, and what heart has achieved;

what ink was etched in living light

upon those souls within arm’s reach;

what words with honey sweetened plight,

or actions wrote with keener speech?


What one thing can you do this day to make the world around you a better place?  We need to stand together against evil, or peace on earth will remain a distant dream…



just as you were about to bloom,

nipped in the bud,

but this is not the end of your story;


the pages

are white as snow –


prepped for heavenly ink.

Yours is not the Denouement,

but the