There came a time when I remembered where I began. To understand, that I didn’t have to start over again; to allow wisdom to tick the clock where I actually have to begin.
Time will never see
Internal world clicks the clock
Wake up from a dream
(on a lighter note)…
i played my guitar tonight
to a full house of dirty laundry.
I hope their lack of “applause”
of my performance. 😊
May 25, 2020 at 10:08 pm
I smiled at the concert for your laundry. Sometimes the music is too moving to disturb the mood with applause. LOL.