Crazy times like these are all I live for
These gray sky, blue heaven days
That roll by on clouds
In many ways
On stormy days; lazy ones too
Fast and slow through far too few
Still a heart attuned
(If not completely out of tune)
Can't help but feel the harmonics
In
the room outside the rooms
And get washed over then
Embraced
Then tidied up by zen
A sun-drenched neck or tousled hair
Reminders of these days spent where
(And when)
The air and sky upon their own,
The very spaces that we roam,
Release of fearful expectations,
And half-hearted hesitation,
On these crazy, breezy days and
Their less animated babies
Crash and tumbled through my life
And took me home.
Such days I live for..though.

daf
P.S. Aummingbird, Chali, Dove.. You guys are amazing. We should have an online open mike.
