Living in tolerant circumstances, delving into extra terrestrial
caverns of the mind, sending messages to and from inner methods of
intelligent wisdom.
Feeling emotions rising to heights of perfection, honing their
skills, causing turbulence within states of mind.
Fulfilling extra sensory perceptions with hardened, deeply felt
feelings of yesterday.
Telling the mind of the purloined harm caused when younger days
abounded in memory.
Exercising, dancing, coming together – all effortsto stave off crippling or degenerative forms offatigue – siphoning off lifeblood into pools ofdisability.Warranting care, many do whatever they can just tobe independent as they grow older.Clever attempts, using music to keep their bodiesflowing.
One that I will know and look forward to with anticipation.Exploring new ground, giving up what I’ve always known and loved.Giving up on everything, having nothing left so no one can take anything from me again.Solemnly living in a cocoon of my own doing, until I am taken to the hereafter.
Splintering and dropping us into heaps of trash to find our way out of.
whatever I can pull into the light ofheavenly blue images.Peace filling every particle and atom withvibrant items of endeavoris thoughts.Playing on the piano of my mind, keepingup with every memory, never letting themdwindle or be set aside.Always blending and thoroughly findingfavor with tastes of rhythm.Collecting many tones of an aura unseen inthis world.
Meals are great, all home-made, and served with a smile.Good humor fills the environment and laughter is the adjacent sound across from rhythm, playing strong and loud.A class act, a place to return to again and again.
Staying on landings where it’s safer,never moving into realms of fulfillment.
