The way I should
The breeze is calm now .
Begotten memories at bay .
Feeling calm from where I lay.
with guitar at hand .
Playing alone in the sight of the moon .
Walking lone taking moments of time .
With a hum as I play .
Not thinking on where I’m going.
Letting shear feeling or fate decide the way .
Over an over on this road I choose the walk .
Guitar telling my story .
So I have no need to talk.
Relaxed with no worries .
Memories and dreams . Illuminated stories
The breeze is calm now
Looking forward .
Living the way I feel I should .
(2015)
