Maybe if you looked at the world like you would at a glass snow globe You would understand, That we share the same sky And the same snow blankets us all And we aren’t all that different from each other
My love, There is a grand story being written here You won’t see the pattern in it’s ebb and flow You won’t be able to guess at its ending but you will walk the paths you have to walk and as all good tales go, one day you will find yourself standing on the lastContinue reading “A grand tale”
And I guess, I know what it is to be content. It is to be full of love and light To look into the eyes of a loved one And see it reflected back at you It is to laugh, loud and helplessly so To be alone with a book that mirrors your soul ToContinue reading “Content”
O weary traveller Your soul lifted To allow your spirit to roam free untethered in distant lands and you; you uprooted yourself And lost your way home so you wander Lost and unfound
Maybe it will be in the silence of a noisy road, in the stillness of a crowded hospital, in the vibrancy of the same four walls, wherever it is though, wherever you find your peace – center yourself.
What do you call this?This waiting on the edge of my seat,fingers drumming in anticipation,mind alert, eyes wide openWhat is it that I am waiting for?What adventures are headed my way?What should I seek next
And when I have lost my sparkle don’t you worry For I will find my own light All I need is for you to be at my side Ready for the fireworks
You’ll find me in the pockets of time Where you shared my laughs And you shared my smiles You’ll find me in the park Under the shade of the oak tree Calmed by the shadows in the dark You’ll find me in the pages of books A paper clip to mark a page A foldedContinue reading “I have left”