Ciao!
So much to say and so little of it can I write.
Boulder is now more than a hop, a skip, or a long jump away with Autumn in the air. Sea Bear and Modena City Ramblers fill my brain. Exploration is what I desire but I know that it can also be my downfall. As we approach the edge of the cliff the sights are amplified in their beauty, yet the danger increases.
Nothing worthwhile and beautiful is safe.
A yellow pad of lined paper makes me think. It's not some game. This is life. The way I feel you cannot begin to imagine. A bird trying to fly with clipped wings. A damaged deer leaning on the highway median.
Do you hear these words I say? I am bent on them. I am an unstoppable train that will run over anything in it's path. I have my problems, but then again who doesn't? I realize what they are and I conquer. I am not backing down.
You sit on the sidelines watching. Afraid. You can ride your high horse, but I'm going where the horses can't. I'm my own type of animal...one you will never understand.
The unfinished work burns through my tables.
I've got fire in my soul and a melody in my head. I'm putting the two together so you can maybe one day understand. Not the whole thing, but just a piece because a little is better than nothing. But I'll give you this much to ponder. You hear these words and I am the happiest I have ever been.
