TWIRLING IN THE WIND

Twirling In The Wind Part 1

    
    My heart beating and waiting.
    
    my soul twirling and spinning around.
    
    My mind twinkling remembering and dreaming.
    
    My thoughts complex, interweaving with reality.
    
    Twirling in the wind.
    
    Autumn,spring, and winter interconnected but not connected.
    
    Looking for nothing and waiting for everything.
    
    The vast beauty of the fathers make, with everything holding steady.
    
    Nothing crumbling but the worlds folly with humanity.
    
    Many things that have a key, but to everything with a lock.
    
    There is always destruction, yet there is still and always will be victory.
    
    Everything is so complex, but with a simple answer.
    
    Ones self is but a shell waiting to be released to go home, or ones self can be a prisoner scratching at the seams making no progress.
    
    Everyone is immortal and mortal. Mortal to this world, however immortal to either home or the enemy’s prison.  



Twirling In The Wind Part 2
    
    Twirling,twirling in the wind.
    Life is a huge puzzle with each person being a piece.
    
    Everyone has faults with ripples is the seams.
    
    No one is perfect yet everyone strives for perfection.
    
    Spinning and turning to music of the soul, with every note a different melody.
    
    Clear crystal glass is intertwined with stained glass windows of such beauty in the masses.
    
    Sparkling of a midnight star with the breath of an angel.
    
    Waters of emerald beauty being more breath taking then the last.
    
    My dreams are like a million red roses. Each always blooming but never withered.
    
    My writing and music is part of my life’s work,growing with each note and sentence.
    
    Most people do not get me, because the way I’m connected to the world is different from how my heart connects with my soul.


    Reaching for the sky as I’m focused deep in my thoughts.
    
    turning every direction watching the mirrors of the past fade away.
    
    My always keeping memories stay strong in my head.
    
    Twirling around as each emotion arises from my soul with passion unlimited in magnitude.
    
    I’m just out of reach with my dreams that call.
    
    So much in me yet so little done. A deep running fountain gushing reaching for more, not ever quenching my thirst.
    
    A big beautiful tree still growing, with branches that still need to be nurtured always showing progress.
    
    As I look into my telescope, I see a rainbow of many colors sparkling in the distance.
    
    As I watch each day go by waiting for that moment when time stops.
    
    Falling in the clouds of my own joy when The Sun shines bright into the horizon.
    
    The high sea breeze with a never ending aroma of rosemary in the distance.
    
    This is and will always be the twirl in the of wind.