Meet me where the blue sky ends,
where the tree line tumbles into the arms
meet me where the citrus sun kisses the
earth on its slow retreat,
the blue place where the moon yawns and
rises each night from its slumber-
meet me at the point of imagination,
the spot where wonder blends with
where there is no beginning,
meet me at the point where all things
those beautiful coordinates that
tie all paths together-
lose yourself with me on those roads-
meet me where the sky ends…
walk beside me on that trail,
and let us tumble together into the
arms of tomorrow*
Wow! This is phenomenal, my friend! Funny how discovering someone’s words, poetry, art at just the right time lends additional power to the creation… great job!
Thanks so much for the kind words, brother, and thank you for reading!
Absolutely, brother! We need to support each other, all of us do, but only some will heed the call.