Slumbers & The flight of summer 11.08.19.

Slumbers The gentle thoughts of slumber envelop all my mind As all my weary seconds I slowly leave behind For now within these moments I truly am quite free To fly to all the places where I think that I should be Far beyond this body that holds me to the ground To out...

Muse & Early Morning Ramble 02.08.19.

Muse In the quiet of a moment I sit and think of ways A Cocoon upon a leaf top Could really change its phase The one that leads it forward From all that it has been Into a thing of beauty With wings that sail serene Lifted by the whispers That mingle with the breeze...