Circus lights

             A traveling circus takes route of comedy inside
my life. Torn in the stanza of lyrics and cynicism. Ah indeed
I find a course.

             Staring into the great midnight sky I pray for
a hint of laughter. Oh how the grace of a shy smile is
entertained by a circling greeting. So simple is the
echoing and yet so vibrant.

            Watching the words fall into places I have not
seen in years. So much has pressed a question before me.
So much has me searching. Yet somehow the answers
are there. I just haven't seen them yet.

            Oh how the path has been cleared. Gathering all
that is necessary to remind me of who I am, where I
am going. So sure yet still in need of support.

            Not failing to admit I am always in check.
Finding improvements everywhere I turn. Indeed this
is a kindness spread ever so lovingly.

          So kindly turn to view the colorful lights, the
decadent sounds and the salty air. Find the route
of what I am. Do you want to lean in to inquire?

            Silly me twirls as the room spins in a haze.
Nighttime beckons the eyes to drop and the breath
to stay even and calm. So here, I hope you dance
with me as I draw the intricate lines of joy across
the wind.

          Come, my friend, be joyful with me as the
array of good news begins to arrive. Indeed I smile
for I know you will be happy with me, beside me.

          Oh yes, I dare to be bold and grateful admit
friendships are woven tightly. Yes I hope ours shines
in the lighted tent of love.

          Just one more glance of comedy before the
eyes weave the dreams. Yes I hold all I love dearly,
there. One day I will get the chance to hold you.

          Indeed we will enjoy the show of amazement
and be entertained by the glorious shower of color.

            Would you like to be with me, then?