The sun sets on another day…
The pinks and reds overtook the Western sky and blasted color across the horizon. Spatterings of clouds made it even better and for a moment I was lost in a colorful creative conundrum. How could I get this to last. It was gone all too quick but I felt good having shared the moment.
A poem for today.
Canoes
I find myself floating on a canoe lost the moment of doubt.
I find myself singing like the bear named Baloo, finding what necessities are about.
I found myself feeling deep in my heart that the world is a better place.
I found myself knowing what things are and are not from the ground to the breaches of space.
I found myself alive floating again, wondering where I would be.
I found myself knowing Baloo is a bear and perhaps the canoe is for me.
So as the sun sets on another day, the world is pretty cool place if you think about it. And if you think about my poem you might find something hidden in there. Enjoy it always, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and paddle away…