Simple...
Rambling reasoning - 98. -
Shure...
Be it weak, be it strong
I follow the breeze, as I have all along
Unto the clouds above, over the waving fields of green & gold below
Ever dreaming with eyes open, I create what I can, mimicking what dreams seem to show
It's moreover a feeling, brought to fruition
Among the details visible, they reflect tidbits of my ambition
Still leaves on a painted tree still bring peace of mind, when the real ones are too far away
I keep my head in the clouds, feet firmly planted among the mountains of reasons, good or bad, I accept them each & every day
Slipping at times, I find the breeze catches me, reminding no direction should be expected
For this type of moment, I calmly make certain my best intentions aren't neglected
Vision blurry most times now, I keep my intent clear
Loving each day hopeful, & truly doubtless, loving with no fear
If words can help, I'll speak as long as it takes
To the life among my mindful illusions, let them continue before the sun wakes
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