This blog was created for others who will hopefully glean something from the words I have written.Not much to say except I ran off from an orphanage when I was 13 years old.Hopped on a freight train and joined the circus.Have been wandering ever since.I am grateful to be alive and my only desire is to leave something here for others to gain from.If I can accomplish that then I have successfully reached my intended goal.All we have left in the end is our legacy.
On this vast plane of measureless intensity Where all flesh has sought out to be dust Blown away like traveling tumbleweeds The intellect remains intact somewhat Contemplation begins to set in Deep reflections within reach In the great expanse of time All earthly desire becomes extinct On other plateaus there remains A desire of connectivity With the upper energies That flow like rivers Over the hills of far away
Parallel platforms of rust On vertical walls that clutch Stench from laundry permeates Looking down on the street below Sirens crush the air Destruction of peace Only the deaf can survive Untouched by surroundings As the radio plays Vain attempts to squelch Sounds in the city There are no violent screams It is much more subtle than that Sirens blare Whatever their cause No moment is captured Where something is not alive Woe unto such places Where only the deaf can survive
Gentle rushing sweet breath Soft wind beneath my wings Transformation has brought this The cocoon withers upon the branch Shimmering as though It were saying farewell Soon it will crumble into dust As the new journey begins Fragrances of spring's aroma Flowers that sway in tandem Dalliance flourishes beneath skies Touching my newborn wings Distantly the whippoorwill sings Flaunting its plumage openly Living in dark forests of the countryside By its ways many will abide My wings flutter momentarily In this my season under the sun Until one day when I return My season will be done
