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Marco Jimenez Nov 2016
Safe travels on your journey,
wherever you go,
know that in nature you always have a home,
the place where your beautiful children have grown,

Hold them close,
because ahead there may be darker days,
but together we can find the ways
out of the darkness & into the light,
because we humans don't give up,
we fight,
we fight against the coming night,
so that our children might see a brighter tomorrow,
free of fear, chains, & sorrow,

So safe travels on your journey,
wherever you go,
don't forget to sometimes take it slow,
just close you're eyes,
Smile,
& feel the wind blow,
take in the sun's heart warming glow,
listen to the rain & the water flow,

And late at night when you look up at the stars,
think of where you've been & where you are,
and don't worry how far the journey is ahead,
just fall asleep & rest your head,
tomorrow the world will have much more to show,

Safe travels my friends,
wherever you go.
Wrote this for a family I made friends with who are traveling the world.
Marco Jimenez Nov 2016
I travel to different places,
see new things, new faces,
new cultures, classes, colors & races,
I made this path with my own two hands
because I decided as a man
that I'm gonna do what I can to travel the land,
because I have a problem,
I cant stand still,
I need to test my strength of will,
I need to fight, conquer & ****
this fear controlling my lonely being,
the darkness that keeps me from seeing
whats right in front of me,
a way to be happy,
a way to smile,
a way to feel at ease for a while,
because for as long as I remember I've been at this by myself,
but now I think I might need someone else
to push me when I slack,
to stand by my side & share the weight on my back,
& I don't know when i'll crack,
because nothing lasts forever,
but maybe if we stay together,
we can make whats left of our time better.
Marco Jimenez Nov 2016
I ask myself, why her?
well,
i'm not entirely sure.

But if I had to honestly guess,
Maybe its the way
she stands out from the rest.

Like
the way her laugh brightens my day,
the things she likes to do and say,
the way she chooses to pass the time,
the way she looks with her eyes into mine,
the way my heart beats the closer she gets,
the way it wants to break out of my chest,
the way she just loves to feel and to be,
young, wild, & free.
Marco Jimenez Nov 2016
I'm the kind of guy that likes to lay in the grass
and stare at the sky
no matter what time of day it is,

I let my mind wander to far off places,
I think about the things that are the most beautiful to me,
the starry night sky,
a thunderous rain storm,
the eyes of a woman,

These thoughts loom in my mind for hours upon hours,
thoughts of adventure,
thoughts of love, of passion,
I fashion day dreams & fantasies in my imagination,
and I revel in the aesthetic pleasure
of these realities in my mind.
Marco Jimenez Nov 2016
There is nothing like stepping outside on a chill morning
& standing barefoot in the dewy grass
with my eyes closed against the rising sun.

The light piercing my eyelids fills my vision with a calming sunset red
that perfectly visualizes the feeling of the softly warm sun rays
blanketing my skin as the morning breeze paints my body
with a fine chilled brush.

I feel each patient beat of my heart
singing a song with the morning birds,
the flowing river & the dancing trees.

The sweet melody satiates me with serenity
& if only for a moment,
I am happy.
Marco Jimenez Oct 2016
Time goes on,
it's marching on,
forever a never-ending ending song,
a ballad of existence
& unwavering persistence
without resistance,
we're but an infantismal instance
on the infinite track of time,
insignificant to the grand cosmic line,
incomprehensible to the mind,
we're blind to its true nature,
it's secrets, it's behaviour,
& one day we may succeed in our endeavour to understand it better
& time will be under our command,
but I rue that day,
for I fear humanity's way,
will be death by time's hand.
Marco Jimenez Jul 2016
When the wind blows I close my eyes,
i feel the cool air painting my skin,
the same breeze that dances with the trees
and gently waves the grass,
it passes through my hair
like a lover so fair,
so soft, so caring, so kind,
and if only for a moment,
I am in serenity in my mind.
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