re: stacks

it was summer, that day.

and yet the air was cool and crisp.

like spring.

funny how wisconsin can do that.

surprise

everything that happens now, this is pouring rain, this is paralyzed.

the sky was blue. big.

my hand stretched out,

feeling the warmth of the sun.

distancing myself from reality, towards newness

renewal.

i've twisting to the sun i need to replace, all my love was down, in a frozen ground

but still, i sigh heaviness

and the strength surely will run

dry and almost

in all honesty

empty

whatever could it be that has brought me to this loss?

i want to run and never turn back

away and never return

back to that spot, that sky

that song.

peace

it's the sound of the unlocking and the lift away, your love will be safe with me.