In younger days,

To travel was a treat.

Now it is the calm, ...

Normal,

Is being different.

Like trees, ...

Beyond a measure,

Of any doubt,

There now exists evidence, ...

Fly,

Eat,

Sleep, ...

To run away,

Escape from the hurt,

Forgive and forget. ...

Leaving something behind,

To be remembered in time,

Is a fallacy I embraced, ...

Blind dates,

Are like blind corners.

With both, ...

Not long ago,

I was on the road,

Far from home, ...

Nature,

Is always beautiful.

Even when barren, ...

With time,

We all fade.

But I choose, ...

With time,

Those parts,

That makes us, ...

Colorful lights,

Are like memories,

From a distant past, ...

Laughter and smiles,

Are often found,

Lounging about at home. ...

Opposites,

Can co-exist.

Like circles, ...

Some days,

Feel upside down.

Then I look around, ...

Perhaps I did need,

A college degree,

To later in life, ...

Growing thorns,

As one gets old,

Is real and no joke. ...

Not even a sky,

Full of clouds,

Can keep away, ...

Everything,

Eventually falls.

Yet it’s not sad, ...

Life’s unpredictability,

Chaos and confusion,

Led me to symmetry. ...