How the mind wanders
How one thought becomes another...
Today’s heart.
And I look and I see Red, White and Blue. And Green. Seemed a flag somehow. On the edge, a change of season.
And then the sun came out. Freedom is such a thin cloth I thought.
The sun came out, but ice lingers.
Oh, ... Joe, that is beautiful and perfect for these still long nights to ponder.
existence. yes we wonder on.....
“Ice contains no future, just the past, sealed away.” -Haruki Murakami
Though I wonder what future can be found in its melting drops? What happens when that past is released into the present? The future?