Lost days

Laying in bed
For day upon day
Awake now and then
To try to eat
Drink something
Maybe a shower today
Sick and tired
Of being sick and tired

Trails

Running along a trail
In the green woods
Flowers along the way
Purple, pink, white
Springy ground pushes
Jumping little rivulets
Alone in the quiet
This is my glory
Today is forever

Rolling Stone

A schedule full of things
Work and family and running

But look here is a hole
I am not completely busy
I can see a spot I could go

Go somewhere I haven't been
Go to visit my son, my siblings, my friends
Go to see a national treasure

Fill the gap up completely
Plan a trip to somewhere
Roll along gathering no moss

The Drive

Facing sitting in an airport
On a beautiful sunny day
Cancelled my flight
Rented a one way car rental
Took about 12 hours to drive
What should have been 4 or 5
Stopping to enjoy the sun
Listening to my podcasts
Enjoying the drive

Sleep

Like a child I fight against sleep
Too many things to get done
I might miss out on something

Like a child in a moving train
I sleep the hours away
Missing the scenery but not caring

Sleep can be glorious
Sleep can be missing something
Sleep is nourishing none-the-less

Rolling along

Clickety-clack
Don't look back
Rolling along
To the new town

Today

Today is forever
Stretching endless
So full of possibilities
Young and strong
Ripe with choices

Today is joy
Playing with pebbles
Making ripples in a puddle
Dancing in the rain
With flowers in her hair

Today is love
Eyes meet
Desire rises
Together one body
Laughing together

Today is togetherness
Companions journeying
Choosing a path
Side by side
Sharing the little things

Today is sadness
And remembering
Choices past
Except just one
Saying goodbye