This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

Traveler

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Here you are rugged individual.
Alone.

Travel through time
You are here now.
A moment in time.
And place.

Your body bears its scars.
An individual pattern
Marking the path you have passed through
to arrive
Your two feet have carried you all this way
to stick them in the sand.

Sit for a moment
become a passenger
not a wanderer.
Resting as the earth carries you
through this space.

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