NIGHT REST

I’m on my own line   there’s no sideways just the only road I know   a nameless opening to slip through   the green grass on the other side is well past and without flavor to remember and faces forgotten   night rest now comes easy

THE BEAUTY OF IT

A place where trees stop me a stone wall familiar the road straight then curves recognizing the respect for those who understand a moment to rest appreciating the beauty the organization of nature here under the shade pausing as if it were the last time to pass by

AT THIS PLACE

It was the shape of a special place a noble treasure balanced and simple dedicated plans are released into later resting is an illustrious earning and all pieces are prizes   decades have been absorbed here while passing before a straw framed mirror and decorations are of favorite shapes framed photos and vintage sand a … More AT THIS PLACE