Pages that pull you in
Pages that smell new
Pages that vibrate with life
They are joy
Author: adamcallahan117
Writer, poet, contemplator.
Oft unseen
Why is it when it rains, the sky
Feels as if it embraces?
Why is it when the sun goes down
We see such heav’nly faces?
Why is it that the beauty lies
In shadows under trees?
Where dappled light and whistling air
Dance light amid the breeze?
For all is neither light nor dark
All exists in between
And life’s true wonder hides amidst
That which is oft unseen
4/16/2021 – not quite
Though we are bound by space
In this life
That space between is never far
But
Nor can it ever be crossed
Not quite
4/15/2021 – a haiku
My thoughts spin again
My head swirls and battles rage
I long for slowness
But a part
All beauty of the earth resounds
In songs both wild and free
But learn we must: though it abounds,
Its bounty’s not for me
The trees do whistle, bend, and creak
The birds cry loud and high
And though to hear them we may seek
They’re not for you and I
The earth is its own
And we but a part
4/13/2021 – a haiku
Earth, plants, and water
They are more than building blocks
They give life itself
They are as seeds
I have not lost nor set aside
The years that led to now
They are as seeds of num’rous trees
That grow with me each day
Some new sign
Oft do I wait for some new sign
To tell me what I want to hear
But oft’ner still it lies before
My eyes for me to see
4/9/2021 – freedom from
They often talk of “freedom to”
With little said of “freedom from”
4/8/2021 – Purpose
Looking outward
One may find beauty
Excitement
Wonder
But
Looking inward
Is where we find
Purpose
