Confined in a box within our visual sphere, we search for direction hoping that it’s near. Clouds confound the senses making life unclear, we run to our horizons but a new will appear. ~ The earth is standing still hurtling through space. Our seconds are but few in this universal race. Feet compound the miles speeding up the pace. Steps left behind we hope will leave a trace. ~ The sun will rise again when yesterday is through. Darkness always follows shrinking our world view. Dreams come into focus when the brain gets a clue. Our eyes both close and open but reality’s up to you.
Where bumble bees sing to morning blooms, sunshine fills sleepy rooms. Little birds chirp to ring in the day. The town folk thrive and children play. ~ Evening’s all spent cozy and warm; everyone huddles at word of a storm. With a common goal of tranquility, their smiles all share the harmony. ~ Freedom reigns and peace assured, caring for all, we’re all adored. And though this place is yet to be found, in dreams we meet when feet leave the ground.
Memorial Day’s a solemn day, we honor lives who’ve slipped away. On distant soil they did roam, defending our country and our home. ~ A salute to those wrapped in glory, a salute to those who told their story. Thanks to all that proudly served. This day of memorial is much deserved. ~ Perhaps in the future wars won’t exist. Peace can be found if we persist. Today may hold tomorrow’s key. But it’s our past that has made us free. ~ Battles lost and battles won, we can never forget the good they’ve done. They sacrificed all so that we may thrive. And in our memories they will forever survive.
If to live a life of fantasy, immortality bound and trouble free. Never to be a wannabe, desires fulfilled by decree. What would they be, Oh what would they be? ~ To be an explorer on the open sea, nature bound and living free, the entire world I would see. I’d fulfill life’s destiny. Where would it be, where would it be? ~ An artist perhaps, filling the world with glee, history bound and creating free, painting for all a new reality. Or I’ll write a song with perfect harmony. How will it be, how will it be? ~ Maybe a billionaire on a shopping spree, luxury bound and spending free, rolling about with bling and scree. Or I’d give it all away to charity. What would it be, what would it be? ~ A philosopher would be great, solving life’s mystery, intellectually bound and thinking free, cleaning up mankind’s debris. And debate all who disagree. When will it be, when will it be? ~ But I’m not, I’m just me, homeward bound and mostly free, curious of complexity. Loving and loved I guarantee. Who could it be, who could it be, it’s you and me!
My mind is blank and I don’t know why. I watched the sun rise in the sky. I’ve got my pencil and a pad. The day’s bright and temp’s not bad. ~ The news is filled with lots of stuff. Some of it’s scary but most just fluff. Life is good, I can’t complain. I feel great, I have no pain. ~ I’ve things to do and the list is long. Or do nothing but that feels wrong. I’m not too bothered when I can’t write. I might tomorrow if not tonight. ~ Just a start is usually all I need, a couple of words to plant the seed. Then the wheels turn and the page is filled. Good or bad, again I’m thrilled. ~ So I’ll keep you posted as to my progress. Hopefully I’ll have success. But if not, that too is OK. I’ll say good morning some other way.
I know not where I’m going but I know where I’ve tread The paths blindly followed only lead to where we’re led ~ The unknown can be scary when comfort is preferred Roads are often rocky best left to the undeterred ~ Some hills will be high with valleys Oh-so deep The ups and downs are free but their cost is surely steep ~ Standing at a crossroad horizons come in view Directions now seem endless The first step’s up to you ~ The easy route taken destinations will appear The choice is yours to make The journey has no fear
Nose to nose and cheek to cheek, hip to hip our passion’s deep. Eye to eye we always see. That I love her and she loves me. ~ With every touch warmth is felt. Whispers shared, our bodies melt. Lips meet and hands hold tight. Sunshine ends our restful night. ~ The days begin with spirits high. Outside we linger beneath blue sky. We plan our day and time free. When together we’ll be her and me.