I strive for my life,

To be predictable,

Symmetrical, organized. ...

It is the bark,

That I need to peel,

So as to see, ...

Some paths,

Became well-defined,

Only when I looked back, ...

Saying goodbye,

Is always hard.

Especially to those, ...

Some colors,

Make me smile.

I don’t know why. ...

I never thought,

Water drops could float.

Yet today I witnessed, ...

When life’s currents,

Start to drag me down,

I take a swim, ...

On days,

When I am capable,

Of standing alone, ...

Some days,

I want to fly away,

To somewhere remote, ...

Some things,

Are Indelible.

Like pure feelings, ...

There was a time,

It felt important,

To leave a part of me, ...

Steps,

Need only be small,

Relevant, ...

On some morning,

I awaken to a sunrise,

Beckoning for meaning, ...

Warm autumn days,

Under clear skies,

When cowbells chime, ...

Darkness and light,

Creating beauty,

While side by side. ...

It has taken years,

To witness and believe,

That it is the small, ...

Rainbows,

Blue skies,

Sunny shadows, ...

Like autumn leaves,

Naturally one day,

I too will fall. ...

Some crave,

To be in the spotlight.

Others prefer to hide, ...

Home delivery,

Has changed with time.

No different, ...