"Looking for owls?", the young man asked. Hoping to lighten the tension. And the scowl he received as his only reply. Made him smile as he relived the mention.
There have been times that I wander. And times that I don't. Concepts I'll ponder. And concepts I won't ever see. God is not one of these. Former or latter.
If you're just staring at your walls. Observing echoing footfalls. From tenants wandering distant halls. Then this one is for you. . If children playing all around.
The woman was a dream I had. Though rather hard to keep. For when my eyes were watching hers, they closed, and I was still asleep. . For when my hand was holding hers.
When I jumped off, I had a bucket full of thoughts. When I first jumped off, I held that bucket in my hand. Ideas that would take me all around the world.
Happy, happy, oh my friend. Blow out candles once again. Leave the presents all inside. Take my hand and let's take a ride. . Backwards down the number line.