if I could I would soar up high surfing the clouds embracing blue breezes chasing and catching golden reddish colors of sunsets
I would look down with fondness upon earth green trees swaying in conversation with one another majestic mountains wrinkled with age dunes riddled with the language of winds the scintillating sparkle of oceans’ movement
I would dive down only to feed avoiding the negativity of human kind blessing some with my droppings admiring the perseverance of others absorbing the good and hope that give rise to my wings
if I could I would never come down to witness the sadness not just man’s inhumanity to mankind and to the earth but the natural sadness people and places lost and forgotten with the passage of time
but soaring above doesn’t undo pain and hurt and by avoiding the negative in duality, you pass over joy
it seems we are hardwired to form relationships that both break and heal us make us lonely and fill our hearts
but on this day I would rather fly up high and forget about everything
Del Maximo (c)08/01/2022
The anniversary of my brother’s passing caught me by surprise so I sat down and wrote this while I was in my feels.