Thoughtful rendezvous, becoming a new episode in a difficult life.
Thumbing melodies absently on the piano, thinking in notes, seeing their pictures being arranged by intellect.
Harmony gathering it’s skirts and waltzing into the mix, helping to culminate another etude in a poetical musician’s mind.
screens of other dimensions.Believing they’ll eventually become a part of eternity’sphase in life on earth.
Giving in to the expressions of reality, hoping to be addressed in lands of talented masterpieces of earth.Allowing the smiles of forever to be penetrated from afar.
Tattered and torn, expired from within, withno expectations in life, nothing left toanticipate or look forward to.Requisites being left behind, scattered tothe wind with lifeless content to hold on to.
Looking around, searching within, knowing I can’t do things on my own the way I did before.All of it causing painful memories to be made and brought up.Wondering when I will turn a corner and be myself again.Afraid that I may not be able to return to my former self completely.Yet, I feel a knowing…
Always telling stories of my life as I have lived it through these many years.Knowing I’d be led straight into arms of God in the end.
