hiatus
i want to go away...........
cross a bridge that's still misty from the rain. the sky still a mixture of grey and blue, the colours of solitude.......
get drunk and dizzy and be dazzled by the beauty of wild flowers that grow on grassy, dusty, abandoned roads at the peak of the scorching summer...
surrender to fate. just sit down on the coarse, ticklish sand and wait for the storm to pass..
then wait....
for the glorious sun to set and admire the burst of bold colours as they paint the sky red, orange and yellow...
........................ though don't trust me for i am colour blind...
lively colours that look gorgeous on the sky but not on my man....
i prefer him au naturelle...
just the way nature has intended him to be.
afterwards.....
contemplate what lies ahead this nearly abandoned road while the rain threatens to ruin an otherwise lovely afternoon...
uncover the secrets of the mysterious, silent mountains and the trees surrounding them. what makes them tick? what keeps them going and going and going when everybody just wants to rest?
then wonder what it's like to lie down underneath the cold, damp earth? lifeless, unmindful, unmoved by the chaos and craziness above?
to be forever asleep...?
ever wonder what makes this tree tall and proud even if it's bald and dying?
the answer is elusive...
one lifetime may not be enough to find it.
in the meantime....
............i just want to fly away and be free.
to wander and wonder...
to get lost and never to be found again..
CHOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
&&&&&&&&
song for the day, norah jones come away with me:
cross a bridge that's still misty from the rain. the sky still a mixture of grey and blue, the colours of solitude.......
get drunk and dizzy and be dazzled by the beauty of wild flowers that grow on grassy, dusty, abandoned roads at the peak of the scorching summer...
surrender to fate. just sit down on the coarse, ticklish sand and wait for the storm to pass..
then wait....
for the glorious sun to set and admire the burst of bold colours as they paint the sky red, orange and yellow...
........................ though don't trust me for i am colour blind...
lively colours that look gorgeous on the sky but not on my man....
i prefer him au naturelle...
just the way nature has intended him to be.
afterwards.....
contemplate what lies ahead this nearly abandoned road while the rain threatens to ruin an otherwise lovely afternoon...
uncover the secrets of the mysterious, silent mountains and the trees surrounding them. what makes them tick? what keeps them going and going and going when everybody just wants to rest?
then wonder what it's like to lie down underneath the cold, damp earth? lifeless, unmindful, unmoved by the chaos and craziness above?
to be forever asleep...?
ever wonder what makes this tree tall and proud even if it's bald and dying?
the answer is elusive...
one lifetime may not be enough to find it.
in the meantime....
............i just want to fly away and be free.
to wander and wonder...
to get lost and never to be found again..
CHOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
&&&&&&&&
song for the day, norah jones come away with me:
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