If all they see of me is you


That's okay


They saw all they needed to

Take the long road
walk in the woods
feel the grace of trees
consider each winding turn
bees hum
plainsong in the heather
drowsy as the passing day
do not wave
make the final corner
close your eyes
and rest

I think I'll go for a wander
Taking a left or right,
whichever way takes longer

Down a road I've never seen
To an adventure I've never imagined
And become something I've never been

Doesn't matter where or when
As long as I come back different

I also get sun exposure.
Everyone can see me clearly.
Human sight makes distinctions, not light

Silence is gratitude.

life needs to destroy
itself
a little
to become
Real
like the center
of our atoms
mixing
crushing
falling
into each other
to the depth
of mystery

Melting sun
flows
red to gold
blushing gushing pink
on crimson purpled crows
no leafy waving trees
or clouds of white
to tame its spare and radiant glory
winter sunrise
tells a very different story

Each of us is a character in the same life tale, with only our perspectives separating us.

When eyes full of hope meet, miracles are in store.

Light shining down
But its too bright to see
The warm air surrounds
But it feels cold to me

Time moves on
Seasons change
The world spins around
But the past remains