If I could just close my eyes for a moment
I know I could find the sunset or is it
the other side of the mountains?
the pot of gold waiting by the Leprechaun?
the sleep of the just, perhaps?
It does seem possible that
at this stage in the trip
when the surface is a bit rutted
— in need of repair at least —
when the air is a little bumpy
if I could just shut my eyes for a moment
become a little less vigilant for an instant
just long enough to rest
to let my wings find a second wind
if I could just do that
maybe I could make it home
Hi Doug,
I’ve just scratched the surface of your websight. What a neat place – I’ll be back
Rich
Thanks for dropping by, Rich. This is my play room, where parts of my brain squirt out, with strange results sometimes. Ain’t the Internet great!