wow... is what I say
it's noisy now
yet clear somehow
and mostly
I have no words for why
no doubt
the doubt creeps in
yet somehow
I find my spine
and again
the balance
of an ancient unseen
write with me
when it's me
I'm being
and I don't know how
I can be so reserved
when the filters gone
and I can see
from here to there
the moments are fair
the seas are calm
the sun shines on
we grow in song
friendship gatherings
and the meetings
of brilliant minds
create solutions
from wandering vines
growing forward
knowing hard
is the part of play
that makes it fun
and for some
the visions can
and still become
the in visible seeing
who aren't foreseen
a calm water
and a place
to ponder
life's mysteries
with a steamy cup
of some kind
is what my mind
finds here
a pure tea
unfiltered brews
a quiet table
and a keyboard too
it's what I do.
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