As time passes on The life I spent Growing up in the Valley Has taken on Mythological shapes And I can place my mind In those days and nights And gather meaning and sight From those years as if Reaching across a warm And enriched room and being Recharged with the energy Of this life and of this being And of understanding this Journey we all find ourselves Traveling on to this To this present moment of self On the threshod of now Sent from my iPhone, Charles Grimes
2 comments:
Well, as they say at poetry readings these days,
"M-m-m-m-m-m-m-"
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm indeed
but a nice thought on a hot afternoon
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