a life worth living
a life worth living
on the edge of awareness
alone in the dark
a life worth living
on the edge of awareness
alone in the dark
a splash of color
and leaves adrift on the wind
falling in pieces
carries on a breeze
that train horn in the distance
time on the front porch
still of the evening
brings forth sounds of the city
orange horizons
with fermentation
and bubble infused liquid
sunday afternoons
hold to that moment
that very first realization
when eyes are lagging
a quiescent tree
holding fast through the winter
whencefore comes th spring
wisps of spider thread
dancing in the evening breeze
a butterfly
sip a cup of tea
and feel yourself come alive
power of tannins
forces aligning
within the morning quiet
there will be trouble