At the end of the tunnel

Somehow, as we continue to glide 

Down what seems to be an endless tunnel, 

We have to trust 

That with time we will emerge 

Once again into the light…

Farewell to New England

Evening dusts the city 

With her golden light 

As we bid a fond farewell 

 To our east coast friends 

And hope to meet again 

In kinder times.

Ready to come down

While all around it teems with life, 

 Shared purpose and collaboration, 

This looming tower reeks 

Of death and destruction; 

Some poison at its roots — 

And will surely topple soon.

Evening peace

Evening, 

And peace settles on the river 

As darkness deepens the colors 

Hidden in the sky. 

Rest, breathe, and recover 

From the challenges of the day.

The winding road

The straightest path to your future 

May not always be the wisest 

Or most appealing…

The future awaits

The future awaits: 

You have only to open the door..

Assumptions

Our clarity of vision’s become 

Overgrown with assumptions,

Prejudice, ignorance, 

And pre-conceived notions about “the other.” 

Whether that other’s a different color, 

Nationality, sex, or party, 

We’ve built this life together 

And this network of false beliefs 

Could tear it down. 

It’s time to strip away 

Those judgments and presumptions 

And reveal the truth beneath:

 That we are one.