I still can't believe you are going home so soon,
a million miles away it seems,
but you won't forget me or any of us,
for you have a heart humble and kind that will
never stop loving. . .
and I'll always have your encouragement
with me in my life.

We are poetry runners....continually chasing the intangible and weaving words we want to taste. So let me run to you until my words spiral and my legs fail me and we are

alone.

And even though I messed up today, it doesn't mean it's the end of my goal.

The only control I have left is slipping away slowly...

Most of all, remember you are
a component of this earth,
and you will not remain a dewdrop,
hanging on the glades of yesterday-
you... are rising.

I think I'm a safe house for mosquitoes.... I must be comforting to them because I can never seem to escape their presence!

Striving for something different than what my reflection shows me.

It's dangerous, I know....but I have to try. Courage and commitment are defined (in this)

When a song paints every emotion you ever wandered through and when his voice reaches a part of you that was derelict.

As you breathe again and walk another step, you wonder if this will be the edge of the world or the place where you harness your soul.