Rhythm sets in unconscious motion beginning left and forward to destination planned- then right as journey proceeds continuous pattern.... alternating and intermittent like turning tides on lonely shores- the ebb and flow- the need to grow.
Destination looms- an image zooms as routine runs its daily grind through state of mind. Motion slows in tentative turns- decision rules procedure burns.... the tide is rolling in and day is long ahead.
A rush of wind is swift as time appears to drift but closes in the rift and thoughts collide. The tide is far and wide- no place to hide.
Rhythm's in the air and all around as backward motion brings a deeper sound. Destination back is on the track and in the mind.
Last Edit: Feb 9, 2024 15:46:28 GMT 9.5 by fjrogers
Distant peaks emerge....clear as day. The hermit's lantern turns to guide the way. Hermit's Way - F. J. Rogers