flowering, blossoming, blooming
yet again
a new story growing in front of me
slow, steady like a snail in a garden
peaceful and calm
exactly what i needed

so similar yet so different,
so easy to understand, yet i am still wondering
exciting , mysterious and holding me oh so tight
like warm rays of sun your presence is just
healing

connection as deep as roots, a new bond is formed
mother earth and father time
and you have it all
if you so choose
to take
it

When it's ”gone” it's gone
What is your ”gone” like
Will you know, if you don't know

I'm confused but peaceful as I wonder where mine went

Brian Hill - 2019 # 294

It was on a cool summer night
That I really felt the need
To go some place I didn’t know
And wander on my feet
As I walked along the seaside
With a breeze upon my skin
Some quiet music in my ears
The outside air I breathed in
And what I smelled was like fresh rain
After a month of hot and dry
The world is peaceful when you leave it be
And walk towards
The sky

When the darkness of my heart,
Took over the shiny parts.
When the fog lifted,
The calmness of chaos sat in.

When I lost the dream colored glasses,
Only then I could really focus.
The Scowl  behind the smile,
The wretchedness of the mind.

I saw the colours of the faces,
The colours of people's heart.
The ugliness hidden behind,
The stony glittered mask.

Lost amidst the crowd,
The family of one.
All about the blood,
Emotions mattered to no one.

A mental struggle,
Faith losing the lustre.
Concerned about the health,
Why don't you see a doctor!?.

Open eyes...
Narrowed mind.
Push and pull of acceptance,
I hope you wouldn't mind!.

Couldn't stand out,
Wouldn't be among the crowd.
The final decision made,
It was.. which no one talked about!.