“to be, without” 4/24/18
what will be
when I walk into that last breath
that last beat
of my heart
as my eyes dim to the ever dark
will you be there
to save me
and reclaim me yours,
will I know your warmth
your calm
your gentle touch
as I pass into eternity
with your love.
Sometimes I am just me, thinking about my failures, trying to be a better person, not some avatar for hopes and dreams, we all are peaks and valleys… even when we wish to be mountains observing it all… I want to be a mountain, but maybe that is why mountains are in a range, there is more, than just… one.
musical thoughts… I was listening to the blues for most of the day, specifically BB King, I can not tell you why, just was in the mood, maybe the rain on my roof… not sure, I didn’t pick up one of my own guitars, I was letting others speak to me, so far…
and I hope she does, that’s all.
Shades of My Garden 