I'm relaxed in the fold between darkness and morning no warning or message can reach me here and time protects me like the mist in an open field as fine drops of water add to my stealth I bask in the memories of the days promised wealth and I appeal to my Maker let me take this and run let my aim be true before the next rising sun with a soliloquy which falls on near deafened ears and a hardened heart that's been cured through the years and so I start undeterred in the fools game again imagining how to stand out among men
Peaceful, safe and hopeful!
I think many of us can relate to this one. 🫶🏾
one of my favorite pieces you've written. chills
It sounds that you know what you need to do to be fulfilled.
but getting there is the hard part
you're right on it as usual John, thanks