Just popping my head up to say hello. I am doing fine. So many good things have happened and I am still working on my book and hopefully will finish soon. I hope you are all well and that life is agreeable with you. I will attempt to get to your site when I get a chance. Be well, my friends.
Soliloquy of reading life’s verses.
Sun is baking.
Inside your skin.
Looking for shade.
Inside your shadows.
What a difference.
A day can make.
Empty spaces in your memory.
Your life reads us its verses.
You laid my eyes upon the horizon.
On the rolling hills of the bleating of being conscious.
A blinded soul trying to make its way into awareness.
Your thoughts are thick as fog.
Trying to remember details.
Details that are not in reach.
They escape at the slightest touch.
They escape trapped in my love.
Keeping busy buried in hurriedness.
No calm sitting on the post of directions.
I was struck by the tips of unfurling angel wings.
Could have been fairy wings!
Perhaps a dragonfly’s wing.
A message was sent on the wind with invisible ink.
One never knows the intricate weaving of the web
To hold you captive.
To hold you hostage.
And, there it came into the light.
An obscurity that is no more.
A bow I take.