Restoration
We were wandering; Journey we made, complicated. New path, simplified.
A Little Different
waning crescent moon something new is approaching inconceivable
Mundane
Colorless morning Touch of Deja Vu Thoughtfulness remains
Crimson Light
Sudden winds disrupt the night. Cosmic spectacle; Wish beneath the crimson light.
Within
Sunshine’s reflection Likeable; unpopular That beautiful smile.
Au Courant
Late night empty moon; Twilight revealing nothing. It is not over.
Calm
Marooned beneath the clouds Finally, the rain subsides; Embracing the sun. ———- Riding gentle flows Surrender to the motion Peace over the falls
A Way Out
Walking; sun’s shining Things got dark pretty quickly. The hole’s not that deep.
Rain
Seek and hope to find Chance of precipitation We shall overcome
Beneath the Surface
A seed once planted, waits for the morning sunshine; in the evening rain.
Saturday
Slept a little longer; The morning seemed a little brighter. It’s a sunshine day.
Penance
Looking back so many times; wishing the moment was different. Cleaning all the filthy spaces.
Evolution
Letting go of things; removing the obstacles that won’t let me change.
Sticking Point
I’m losing traction. Moments are passing by me. Changing direction.
Inside
Knowledge forsaken Early morning pondering Faith… hope… charity
Blowhard
It is 3 a.m. The wind is blowing garbage. Going back to bed.
