i recently visited the ocean it all fades from my mind when i'm back onto the land, but ... i am so very hypnotized by the water the smells, the sounds, the taste the arcs, the crashing, the undulating the waves pull me out towards the horizon with such a strong call i wonder that we all haven't walked back into the oceans yet
i hear the breeze move the leaves outside my window as we talk of change i imagine that breezes journey is it like mine? have we crossed paths before? swirling, racing pools and eddies i am my own journey yet not sweetly entangled forever crossing paths
after the downpour will come the beginings of growth ... the first tender bits of green popping up in the cold early spring it is time for change the world and my soul have said so
i feel odd lately stuck in limbo so much change it all stays the same i understand the why now but i still don't feel different i function different clouded pathless lost? maybe i need to be my own muse for my own path i am me