Floating gently upon the waves, buoyantly bouncing to and from, quietly concentrating on beauty and nature beyond our world.
Similar Posts
Striking chords with imagination, swiftly and accurately.
Aware of a point of no return, playing with joy and fervor, complacently allowing melodies to fall softly like flower petals upon the snow.
Composing musically within a sphere of my mind,
Being together with my Granddaughter and theguys playing pool at the center.Living in the moment, recognizing the lastingtruths of life as they appear in death’s doorways,waiting patiently for my appearance.
Falling deeper into a contemplative stance, enjoying the prayerful quiet and solitude.
Collectively touching my senses and putting them back in the mix where they belong.Textures refining my brain, grasping it’s cells and retraining them with many episodes of enlightenment.Using what wisdom I have left, taking the time to readjust synapses by thought, taking me hopefully back to myself and what I have always known through my…
Away, far into the cloudy night, imagination soars and hides among the stars.
Relinquishing thoughts quickly, testing their strength in the middle of the milky way.Casually glancing across the heavens, playfully bouncing planets in depths of a mind.Balancing creativeness with wisdom, placing both in a realm of imaginative coercion.
Leaves lying jealously upon the ground,
once thought they were hung to adornearth with beautiful colors.Now, looking and watching above,knowledge has filled their minds withthings they never did accomplish andwonders they never would be able tofulfill or contain.Not so unlike we humans, scavengingearth for our places.Dying, knowing we have yet, much tolearn as we disappear into tunnels oflight through death.