I don't know why " sealed with a kiss" bothers me, except for
the time and place of yesterday, fond memories and skies of gray.
I do believe in the uniting of souls...
Sometimes I feel split and fantasy at times is much more pleasant than reality. I was working outdoors today and it was as if I was preparing my goodbye to the seasons where the flowers, trees and birds rule. I found that all to be a bit discouraging. Potting plants, digging up sun chokes while hoping for a few more days free of cooler temperatures and the unwanted first frost.
As I looked around at the hills, the autumn colors were quickly fading. I so wanted to capture and free the moment. I like colors, the colors of the heart, there are many shades. The seen and unseen appear as you through a kaleidoscopic of the soul and watch as life morphs before you.
I feel awkwardly stressed and find feel as if I am grasping in all different directions at one time. I quickly remind myself of the precious moments of life. Responsibility at this stage of my life is heavy and as I try to filter through it, so as to surface above it.
Today I watched as the sun came up over the mountain and the sky was blue and again I watched as it slowly disappear into the hollow and the sky remained blue. I try desperately to hold to the treasures of life, but as I reach out, I find them further and further away.
petal by petal to sweet memories.
as if racing to nowhere, I understand ...
I like colors it is plain to see,
but this is not a rainbow, it is cast from my memory.