Across the Field

A Wonder skyCame back from a journey.. laid down took a rest.. woke to pictures taken on the trail.. trail wound through a forest.. through mountains with streams.. edge of hearing  windy sounds.. a gale.. dinosaur birds cartoon purple sky.. search for meaning images unknown.. purpose came in reason.. last day or two.. time to think.. most times.. comes when alone..

folks unmoving not a peep or question.. bound by knots tied to demonstrate.. harmless.. see? no eye contact no noise will come from me.. chanting move on move on you are late!’  in self-torture proof they lie unmoving.. comfort bought with dreams adventure bound.. seems fear of life forever shifting.. energy living crackles sound.. safe I run naked with a blues song.. memories cannot threaten peace.. the mystery approaches me in seconds..  full for true until I am released.. 

Thought.. ‘It occurs to me that all good things.. the best could be.. for every living thing on our world’.. Peace Tony



About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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