Sun shining down. Shadows on the grass. It’s all green to me, Just mix and match. My taste can’t discern, no difference, no motion, one sameness, one depth. Can’t touch from a distance. No colors to smell. The substance of my life, light and shadow in the grass.
Time was when I felt the need, to roam across that fast moving stream, walk through that broad field of tall grass, climb that rocky outcrop, amble through the dense forest, stroll down that winding path, and wade out into the rising surf. Now I feel the contentment. To listen to the clouds roll above […]
Free to fly above the trees. I ride the wind and soar. Beyond the tall grass, that’s where I lie in wait. Taking time to gather thoughts, in numbers full enough to let me touch the realm of never more; or if I’m lucky to touch the air of ever more. But in the end […]
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