Here I Come..............CRC #49

Take me away, distance.  Take me to a place I've never been to before.....

Well, I'm here. Safe ride.  Early enough to do a bit of shopping....without being bothered.  I won't contact my best friend until I'm settled.   It was her suggestion that I get away from it all, after convincing me that in my absence nothing was going to change.  Life goes on.  People might notice you...and then again...they might not.  Well...today I intend to see just who missed me at work, on the bus going back home at exactly 5:16 pm exiting on Peach Street.

God understands our prayers even when we can't find the words to say them....I keep saying to myself.  Always believe in prayer.  It's because of it, I'm right here....in this interesting town, recharging my mental batteries.  How many of us get to leave the scene of unhappy turn outs, and chase away the blues far far away from where you hate to be the most.....I wonder.  I prayed for this day, now I only need to enjoy it.

The shape of a dream...changes.  But so can I.  Out here where the wind blows in a peaceful flow talking to me, reminding me time is moving on....and I am moving along with it.  I have to believe something is here for me.  Nothing in life is unplanned.  



The shape of hope....is unplanned...like some vacations.  Even though tomorrow is another day...it is a part of a line-less cycle.  Sorta like trains connected.....or connecting.  They know where they're going only when they are connected to a caboose.  Our head in the clouds and smoke from the engine...like a train chug-a-lugging along.....making it's way to a new world.  Well, a new world....here I am.

Somewhere to change my way of thinking cause it hasn't been productive lately.   Okay, God consider me...walking down this street.  Nobody knows me, so I can't get hurt right?  Well, not inside, but..outside...yes.  If I'm not careful of this traffic and these cars passing me, not even aware of me, one might cut my destiny off...and that would hurt....every way.   Back home, I tried to find simple beauty, as it got lost between sirens, arguments, children playing, horns blowing,warm smiles, and the thirst of those who always have some game trying to get over on you.  Made me wanna just disappear.  I became easily fretted at how complacency is gunning for my soul, catching me up in some domesticated plot to overtake the freedom in me.  I just refuse to not be free.



I just want to be a light......and travel like light.....as bright as the magic of candles in the mid of midnight.....shining like a star..in vintage light.  I want to be big enough to exist in the space I've designed for me inside of my head.  Time is now helping me, whereas it used to fret me.  It bothered me because I wanted all the control, and when things didn't go my way, I fought everything, and everybody.  I wonder...why is it that when I'm outside, I feel so free....like nothing can bother me.   Walking along....humming my song.  Any song.

"I think I can...I think I can..I think I can....."

"On that midnight train to Georgia....going back to find..a simpler place and time.." 

I think I can find me some satisfaction action.  yea.  Just one day when Hope is carved just to my taste, and as I close the distance between my personal battlefields, I will be able, almost excited to change tracks,  and close the distance between what I thought I wanted and what I really need.

Where am I going?  

Right now....I'm going to feed the ducks.  Then I'm going to call my friend and we gonna go to the Fair.  Rollercoaster......fun......freedom.....peace....

here I come

jakuper (9/29/11)