Hey P. I started to work on a poem. The words came out when I was thinking about where you have been and what your becoming. It was my thoughts for yesterdays run. Sorry if it sounds bleak. But it is to portray hope. Well I can see it. I have no beginning or ending. Or I may just leave it as is. I have not decided. I would like your opinion. When I am done I will work it in my journal. Right now its just floating in my mind. And the words are written to the pace of my run. This is the first time it is written out.
I think you will understand why i picked what I picked.
She chose the mountain while I took to the sea Kissing away to our graves below the cold waves. She chose the mountain while I took to the sea A fleeting glimpse of what was and what is to be. She chose the mountain while I took to the sea Shimmering hopes bashed apart left in the dark. She chose the mountain while I took to the sea Cast adrift floating away currents embrace She chose the mountain while I took to the sea Spiralling down I stand upon the land. She chose the mountain while I took to the sea I walk away
Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul. unconditional love is awesome!
