I wish I could

I wish I could catch the wind.

 I wish I could.

I wish I could.

No amount of wishing will make it so.

No amount of pleading will bring it forth.

Maybe faith in a far away land.

Not here.

 Not today.

I am riding solo.

Nothing more than a dreamer on a rock.

A rock flying, searching for the end (of what?) in the depth of black emptiness.

Stars lighting the way.

I am sure I am not alone.

I am sure I am not the only one.

I am sure.

Here today–gone tomorrow.

Here today–gone today.

In the blink of an eye the wind can shift.

In the blink of   a memory the wind can take you far away.

Maybe to that land of faith.

Maybe to a land for dreamers.

I am solid.

Like the rock I sit on day after day.

I watch it all happen as I happen.

I watch the growth of souls and the movement of atoms.

I watch the universe shiver in its own delight.

Pleased with its own magic.

Pleased with its own SELF.

While I try catching the wind.

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Author: openlifestudio

I am a self taught photographer and mixed media artist with a degree from the North Carolina School of the Arts in classical theatre performance. Stage was my first love and brought me into the world art while photography is what made me want to stay. I am married to superman, and am the mother of three little super-ducks. I studied creative writing at the Univeristy of Tn and classical drama at the NC School of the Arts, and a Masters in Education with concentration of inclusion and curriculum. I've liived in NYC and LA for the past decade and moved back to TN for some home cooking and back yard fun . I spend most of my days getting little ones through life and playing in my studio. I sell my work through different venues and am really happy where I find myself these days. I love to drink a bottle of wine (with my hubby) coupled with extra cheddar blast goldfish! Having kids has changed my life, the arts has shaped my life, and my soulmate continues everyday to walk through my life beside me. What else could a country city girl like me need.

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