Up late and sharing with love. #JustBreathe -Many Doors Its the grey in my beard- its the songs to my youthful years- they are not the same- much more tamed- the crooked lines to my life seem to have re-shaped- much more straight these days- much more rooted- more suited for a father of two- the glue that I needed to piece the broken pieces- its working for my wild heart is calming- by dusk I seem to be yawning and comfortable with a cold one- enjoying the quiet- calming the riot that would usually live in my head- still not ready for the golf game or books- a river run under the rain or sun will do- starring at the the water isnt the same- when I couldnt wait for the adventure and new terrain- my heart seems to be moving at a different pace- different doors and different shapes- Ive created and embraced this maturity taste- maybe Seattle sounds nice- Pikes market and spice but my love is forever the bridges to the city lights of the bay- its just not for the night and the crazy life- its for endless photos and beautiful poetry flights- not the midnight Vegas strife but rather the longer one that speaks of my journey- The grey in my beard exposing the years of life and needed lessons- #JustBreathe Writing and Peace, Todd
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 08:24:44 +0000
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