I am struck by the softness within the vast
expanse of my thoughts ever changing knots
exposed with the tidal shift of summer days
and endless waves of expected bliss yet I can see
there is more I need to feel and float upon
to give into and celebrate the siege
of noise and wild abandon unfiltered boys
running too free not enough time for just me
but there is something to this view this need
to see the softness, I get that more easily
and it comes into focus for me

** This post is part of the weekly challenge from Leanne Cole called Monochrome Madness. You can find all the entries for this week, HERE.

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