Time is blown away by the wind
It has no relevance to me and my writing
it does not matter
not now
I am in no rush
just me on a rock writing
time is long gone...

A cool breeze tickles the grass creating a whispering sound.

A fish jumps from the flowing river then lands with a splash.

A bird calls from across the river but is unseen.

All that matters is that moment. I am lost in time, nothing else matters.

It stares at me
it's wide screen
what does it want from me?
What did I do?
I'm not that bad
but yet it stares
and haunts me
like it is expecting me to
disappear under it's evil stare
I think I'll stick to a pen and paper for now.

Clouds gather in the sky
rough wind blows trees blooming leaves
river pounds rocks

You say happiness comes in boxes
You act like you could never be happy
You always want more and more
What's your issue?

Happiness is something you give through smiles
and words and love and friendship

Happiness is received through what you love to do
or how you express yourself or where you are or who you are with

So stop acting like you happiness is so impossible
because you just aren't looking for it.

Life is not making it tough for you

you are making it tough for you

stop blaming life for everything that goes wrong

it doesn't control your actions

you do!

Through the battered eyes
The pain is visible
the tears of children
who don't understand
truth is melting away
slowly drip by drop

Into the deafening ears
the old men moan
the infants screech
the families sob
the music goes faint
drying out with the years

Under the calloused fingers
the ground is to dry for agriculture
money is passed away
the feeling of another hand in yours is absent
freedom has been taken from our weak grasp
it is no longer in our control

The love left in our swollen hearts
is too small to share
for some, it is all gone
luckily reality isn't as bad as this
but this could be the future
let's not let that happen!