POETIC OCEANS 2

My decision is not new,since I have learnt to decide,  nor my inner self trouble, since I have learnt to analyse; it is easier now to get over feelings hurt or saddened,painfully burdened- I walked and walked and walked, and thought…one more step and I would reach the pure water spring, brief known journey came to an end, my feet touched Mother Earth- it was a beautiful afternoon there was a time I had transport in which, I would be dropping friends,colleagues and their kids that was my time, I could do that that was my memory,this,my experience, that came wafting touching the clayey frame,  painlessly, then flooding the heart- I stood for a while, looking, as the water flowed,in the river under the bridge, the vulnerable bridge…why are bridges made? to connect? No. To break connections? cannot say,well , just to pass over to the other end- looking at the Korang River, for a whil...

Played with cars 'dinkies'  they were called by their size so small lined up all, at a station...but favorite the train,putting all on track set in cars bogies attached,no fall the journey began, carrying the load round and round the track like a road going nowhere then  but in vision,a future now in real how toys play and play a part  are they the keys from the start?

I wonder about my soul I feel I do have one as I breathe, in my heart  I bleed, tender are my wings and feathers but I can fly high and see but I am a visitor here restricted as I tear  away from the unseen fetters of hatred- posing as sacred, are  the hunters waiting to aim for killing anytime now 'hey bird beware, your soul is kind your spirit free do not be deceived , fly hail begins,warning signs fly above The Power will hold aloft  your love is not blind