Author: Devlin Murphy

Everyday

everyway

we step

into the

abyss~

The known

unknown…

Is it ever

enough

whatever

it be…

Into the

unknown

we go.

Everyday

a do over

into the

unknown

known…

A glorious day

indeed.

A tad hot

but to degrees.

One after another

of the captured

and contained.

A limited life

but life

remains

dulled by

the mundane…

We’re all

insane…

This animal

walked among

the once

wild ones

and our

souls rejoice.

Joy flows

it glows

to feel

for even

a moment,

connected…

Ode to the

joy of it!

I wish upon

a blood red

moon…

Where do

I belong?

Tired to the

bone

walking

the path

alone…

Tears flow

wondering

where

the joy

has flown…

Show me

the way,

this I

pray…

Dreams

of youth

fade

away.

Dreams

of peace

lead

the way.

Gone

are the

grand plans~

Simple pleasures

are what

I crave.

Aging

a gift

or a

curse?

Lessons

learned

Wisdom

earned.

Dreams

remain…

as of

yet,

untamed~

Finding beauty

in the small

things…

The songs of

the birds

the buzz

of the

bees

the love

of four legged

friends…

Laughter that

cleanses the

soul,

A sunrise that

touches it…

The flavors

of good

food,

the love

of people

that matter

to you,

the grace

to forgive

yourself

for being

human.

It is a

gift

to be able

to find the

beauty

in all

things.

of the wind

blow…

the pain

the stress

blow

blow away…

air

through the

grain

find the best

keep them

close~

blow

sweet wind

and

show me

where the

valuable

lives…

to ride

the wind

to sweet

delights

Winnow

away the

nights…

I long to

fly free

on magic

wings…

Tears flow

I’ve no

where to

go…

Searching for

freedom,

for friends,

for tribe

for love to

trust and hold…

I’ve given up

on the dreams

of old…

I fold~

Begin again

be bold!

I walk

alone,

I will fly

alone

into the

blackness

I soar

I ride with

phoenix

wings…

I’ve walked a million

miles

I’ve taken many

roads

Some I chose

Some chose me

I am on a road trip

I did not chose

No choices here

Walk it I must

it’s a dark road

that doesn’t yield

there is pain ahead

with limited paths

out of my control.

May I have

the strength

the courage

the stamina

and heart

to walk

this road

with dignity

and grace

guided always

by love…

Into the woods

I go

to find my soul

to let it go…

Free to be…

to be me.

Lost in thought

I find my

peace

and dream

of visions

and verses

yet seen

or heard.

Alone with the forest

and its creatures

I am home,

I am loved,

alone…

Into the Mystic

I roam

to find my

soul…