Winters decay had fallen to springs
Majestic dance and what it brings.

Like fireworks of life each blooms
Avid colour bursts forth and resumes.

Awoken bees flutter busily gathering
Nectar as hopscotching while travelling.

Gusts collect scents of summer collide
I sit quietly taking in beauty outside.

A kaleidoscope of beauty before my eyes
Watching the colours mingle my soul flies.

somebody asked, how i felt about you when we were together,
somebody asked how much i cared
the way i looked at you could explain it all.
how i felt for you does not need words.
i just know i felt it.
i felt it so strongly with you.
that’s why i stopped writing about you,
not just because you did not like it,
but because it wasn’t fair to you or i.
it would not give both of us enough credit for our beauty.
or care.
all i am sure of right now is that i still think of your voice,
every time somebody asks me what my favorite sound is.
and the only reason i am writing this
is because "emissary" is playing
i’m feeling everything again,
but i am not sure
if these feelings are going to last
much longer

Life is well defined for the young couple at five in the evening , senses bewildered from eight hour drudgery , digging one hole to cover up the other ..
In the middle of three lanes , rushing to your plat of suburbia , stopped in your tracks temporarily so the unfortunate ants in the crash that didn't make it can be hauled off the drag way , so you can start the race all over again ..
Stopping at the candy bar lying on the trail to bargain a piece to do you until the weekend ..
Back to the section of the mound you've purchased to recharge your physicality and sharpen your mentality , manage your emotions , lay your outfit by the bed , ready to get up , hit the ground running , follow the lead ant back to the sustenance that awaits the early foragers at seven a.m. !

Wanting to center myself,
a journey into the woods
would likely suffice.

I started out early,
about a quarter of 10.
Started off to find my center.

By reaching back to nature
to find a grounded centered me.
My Zen soul had to be found.

Sun breaking through canopied trees.

Oh wait, I have to stop!
This is the place!

Beyond this point,
my computer won't work,
I think I just lost WiFi.