oddity in a stare
Laughing alone trembles the mind. The lonely looks that people classify me under. So sad, as the sound of my smile echoes inside the skies. My slates crash against the air. The words find whispers. They linger in canals.
Finally the hit of the bitter chill soaks deep inside my mind, clear to my bones. Exciting me to want to reach out and hug myself. Muttering under my breath I beg for warmth only to recall memories that heat my soul to fire.
Slowly I turn down the path that is mine tonight. Holding onto the moonlight. Hoping that nature brings a bit of surprise and shock into my spirit. I so dearly need it to clear the head of extra thoughts. Also to entertain the darkened sky and cause sights that enhance the creative juices to spur.
In a distance I hear the roar of fast cars and traffic jams and yet the night cuddles with me in the breath of frost. I crunch in the evening darkness. Holding onto my hope I glance into the trees. Stealing the gray into deep violets. My mouth forms an "o" as the blackness gives me delight.
A simple glimpse of deer crossing the very path I am on.
Stunned. Chilled. Excited. Blessed.
Dazed. I stare in awe. Both deer and I stare at each other. I exhale and the pop of excitement becomes nervous energy felt by all but one deer, a small fawn. Still frozen I am in total gratitude of this long inviting stare.
I welcome the calm.
A nice way to enter the peace inside head and home.
Finally the hit of the bitter chill soaks deep inside my mind, clear to my bones. Exciting me to want to reach out and hug myself. Muttering under my breath I beg for warmth only to recall memories that heat my soul to fire.
Slowly I turn down the path that is mine tonight. Holding onto the moonlight. Hoping that nature brings a bit of surprise and shock into my spirit. I so dearly need it to clear the head of extra thoughts. Also to entertain the darkened sky and cause sights that enhance the creative juices to spur.
In a distance I hear the roar of fast cars and traffic jams and yet the night cuddles with me in the breath of frost. I crunch in the evening darkness. Holding onto my hope I glance into the trees. Stealing the gray into deep violets. My mouth forms an "o" as the blackness gives me delight.
A simple glimpse of deer crossing the very path I am on.
Stunned. Chilled. Excited. Blessed.
Dazed. I stare in awe. Both deer and I stare at each other. I exhale and the pop of excitement becomes nervous energy felt by all but one deer, a small fawn. Still frozen I am in total gratitude of this long inviting stare.
I welcome the calm.
A nice way to enter the peace inside head and home.
Comments
Post a Comment