cooling my jets

i awoke blurry eyed and desperate

with heaviness lingering in my ghosty heart from the night before

and all i desired was to be at the deep, far arc of a dirt loop in a cool, magical-morning forest

so without delay i made a mad dash into the thick trees

so that i could let the song birds re-sing my heavy, meddled mind and ghosty heart

back into a smooth, whole, magical being ... into a magical state

the tiny pony was happy too, for a cool morning on smooth dirt trails

in the far arc of the magical forest

a tiny heaven of solace

cravings satisfaction
meddled mind and heart soothed



Carey said...


Anonymous said...

JJ-Journey into the forest for magic.....sooooooooooooothing!
Keep making magic JJ ;-)