No matter, the road you have taken and stars counted the journey still vibrates with your energetic laughter splendid expression of hope companion.
You never give up in defeat, calm you search out those moments, that will light up the rainbow with a new shade of colour between deep blue and dark red unraveling the ribbon of meaning.
Your dreams have magnified in your collection of esoteric symbols saying, seeing a hope future, power in the present and mapwork of magic special people.What a concrete structure you stand between! Rushmore looking back, the Rockies of the 90's and the art of writers and poets coursing relentlessly through search engines of learning.
You must have danced on the doorstep of Woodstock turf of Freedom and jangled in Jimi Hendrix, Santana Soul as you sailed through the years of magic mushrooms and Castenada rolling hills in Ixtlan? I cannot tell you where your spirit was drenched and your body beautified with eyes of opaque violet emeralds looking through me as a passerby on a slow train to nowhere?
I will wait at the next station to clip your ticket, pull the whistle stay back on this one last journey to write the notes of the novel that will embed this urgent understanding in permanence.