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November 14, 2007
Turn in.........reach
Driving the narrow roads at dusk, I wondered the reality of the realm we live in, does the world, our world begins upon recognition of the conscious self and thus demises upon its death. did it matter what happened before and
does it matter what will happen after.........................
Some one said happiness is looking forward to something, a kiss, a hello, a smile, the smell of baked bread, the colors of spring, the loneliness of the first snow. I have left the harbor and there is no going back, staring at the horizon , riding the waves. I think I left too soon, I think I didn't have to..........but there was so much to see, so much
to learn, and the promise of the new beginnings.......................................
I am wearing my beard longer these days, it is mostly white around my face, somehow it softens my face and it does make me look older........I Like that. I also find myself touching my face more, I guess at this point in my life it suits me well. I wore a bright Orange T shirt under my brown shirt and I liked its brightness, I like the fit of loser clothing, dressing in layers, and the bright orange makes me smile.
Turn in, turn in, I tell myself, walk slower, look further, its all here, everything I need , everything I want, close at hand ......... Just reach, Just reach.........I tell myself. The beloved is close so close you do not see, turn in, turn in,
and watch all there is of all you wish, the beloved, the kiss, the first snow, and the smile that crowns the day.....
Just turn in and reach, reach...................................
It is much simple than it seems, allow the words their freedom, the liberty they seek and the jest as they breathe and become, and then let them go and lay in silence, picture the world in your hands and then slip it slowly in your pocket, it can be your oyster, it has been , it is and if you reach, turn in, it will be.
Dressing in layers allows you to disrobe in layers, one by one, at home at the end of the day where you can leave all there was out, and turn in, reach
Posted by Idinraha at November 14, 2007 05:08 PM