Preamble
I have this horse
c’mon get
on
we’re going to carry you for miles
until we reach the valley
A Path To Water
if you
really
open your eyes
you can see
part of
another world
from here
if not at least
a town
walk along the coast
there is no where
that can feel
greener
something here
sets my soul free
to rest on rocks
as the tide comes in
red mud
stretching over
to the bay
some days you can see
the rain
over there
daisies sway over the wind
bees landing on the ground
water welling up
under the stones
pulled back to
the shore
rustles in the grass
as the air becomes damp
bringing the dog
back to
he who
threw the ball
As the tide wanders in.
Love,
Muse
