Looking out into the sky
Led these feelings to ascribe
How nostalgic I feel
Knowing each destination is a peel
Of the fruit we call Earth.
But when I was younger, a plane became
The memorable way to a new planet in name
One where I can only remember
What it truly feels like to be younger
Where to? I can only wonder
To become an adult in yonder.

Remember doing something productive?
I feel like it was so long ago.
Imagination fueled curiosity
Curiosity fueled adventure
Together, they fueled wonder.
Wonder led to learning, exploring and understanding what it meant to be a kid.

Listening
Watching
Contemplating
When I see truth
Beauty
Goodness
Sharing with others
Joy
Sadness
The Soul is seen through honesty.

Retreating from an angry self
To the mountains I sought, Contemplation cliff awaited me
for the spirit blossoming within. What grabbed a hold of my soul?
To be a new man, reforged by those who surrounded him.
From those who had nothing,
gave him insight into
what it truly means
to be alive
to live for others
and seek what is above.

Why are you so blue?

I’m not sure, it’s just how I feel.

Is there anything I can do to help?

I’m not sure if anything will help me

Can I sit next to you?

Sure.

...

                           Thanks

Waiting for a response
Always longer than expected
Where truth is revealed
Intrinsically and painfully
Even blissfully is my wait
Yet sometimes it snaps
Like my patience.

Where have you gone?
With the wind or with my age?
Come back to spread the joy.
Blessings like a new born's toy.
Feelings spread with those who are kind
Likewise minds fill the endless spine
A gap to forge what is the cause
of this perilous journey taken by the Clause.
But where there is no imagination there is no spirit.
Someone please bring back the Christmas Spirit.