I walk thru
these empty hallways,
Looking for an exit
Or a doorway
to me,
Either will do.

But instead I find
Endless corridors
I wander thru perpetually blind,
No matter how
clearly I see.

Lost in a paper bag
open at both ends
I can't seem to find
My own way home.

Written 10/2020

The thing so many people never realize is that the most important things in their life are here, now, in this specific moment.
At least not until it's too late.

Life is made up of moments and choices. And it's so **** scarily easy to miss the moments of the most important choices and decisions.

I've seen people have the very thing they long for right in front of them, and I've seen them say  hold on, just one minute, let me just do this one thing, and then I'm there.

And when they finish that one thing, the only thing they ever really wanted has disappeared before their very eyes.

You swept me
off my feet
You were the river
That washed over
and carried me to higher
Ground.

Healed by your love
You've taken
me to places
I'd of otherwise
Never found.

Entangled with you,
We are forever bound...

The light in my eyes
Is but a reflection
Of the fire
in your soul.

Please
try not to burn me...

Show me your toes
And I'll show you
My soul
and how it dances
Before you...

It's funny how
You can be driving along,
Minding your own business,
When all of the sudden,
Thru the now absent front window,
Your face is introduced to the asphalt.

Those who can't write, film.
Those who can't film, write.

Where there is a message
A medium will be found...