Daily Feelings ~

I have dreamed of a course in time that would be so sublime, one where magic rises on the horizon of reality.  Our fears comb the sand looking for a way out but the grains continue to fall back into place. Can we climb, without a rhythm or rhyme, can we just laugh in this moment and pause time. Memories continue to fill this hot air ballon head of mine, fire so hot the dragons of days past would quiver to the bone. My journey is that of a white map ready to draw lines through today and cross over to the other end of the compass into tomorrow. Directions confuse my process of words flowing from north to south, I crave a moment to unleash these feelings through my mouth.