Depth...

The depth of never sends what we all hope to turn a blind eye to

Love tells all that nature builds, grows....remarkable

When learning about what is possible, the mind roots

Eyes can choose to see or blink then wonder underneath

There is  wisdom where we walk

Take life in hand, clasp and discover....feet move in all directions...direct them...

Balance, moon and shooting stars...land on a new planet, one where legions dreamed on..that begins anew....

On return, should this be, as the old world comes home, the tiresome journey is worth task....its rewarding with the rhythm knowledge brings, and every call returns a voice...familiar and inviting....the love once known...