Not quite stationary

       Stationary of mentioning too many words late
into the evening. The mind explodes with such length.
Kind of hard to pull the paleness to a standing.

        Yes plenty I understand. Plenty left to learn as
well. Softly I tremble as the yawns escape the form.
Carefully I know to be. Not quite sure of the places
my feet can tread.

         Too great are the curiosities and much is
hushed. The news of vibrance echoes still. The talks
inside dreams were animated.

        Still is there are reason to dream if all prayers
have been answered? Perhaps the continuing
motions of love and hope are what replaces the
dreams.

         Yet how can I define all that has exited the
room? Ah indeed just plenty of babble. Simply placed
inside the memory to catch fire inside my mind.
Perhaps that is why a dream formed.

        Hmm. Still a wave of learning must join in
the path. Granted I want to ask some things yet do I
really need answers? No. Forgiveness has always been
there.

       Tossing the uncertainty out the window and
going for my walk. This talk of jumbled mess has
me wide awake. Not sure of plenty yet excited, for
the day has just begun.

      Indeed the world of possibilities are there.
Kindness and love encompass far more than any other
feeling. So nature here I come to join in. To finally
clear the soul of nerves and to draw an uplifting
bar from a heaviness that is trying to sink me.

      So if gathered enough just grant a hello. Noticing
though that response may not be heard. Just smile.

     Dear friend much can be enjoyed in this early
morning. Careful of the early morning views. Just
be sure to breathe and explain the long awaited love
of family.