I Try

I try to be a mountain

I crumble into sand

I try to see the future

All I see- my failed plans

I try to heal so many hurts

Yet cannot stop one tear

Thus every day I am reminded

I'm so glad the Lord is near

Billy Collins: You Inspire

You Rub Off

As feeling flows down keys and strings

Round subtle down beats and over harmonies

Can words travel down stream without interruption

And where do the salmon run now?

I know Sunshine rolls down the hills of sky

Tumbles down the mountain sides

Into my skin. My eyes sing for more

I glow in reflection of the day well spent