Unfinished

July 26

Sometimes as the day comes to an end
I look up at the sky and wonder if I noticed enough of its beauty today
Did I appreciate it enough and notice the blue and the grey and the clouds that passed by changing shapes as the upper winds blew
Did I notice enough as the day passed me by
Did I take note of enough? Did I stop and say hi
Did I see you standing there as you waved goodbye
To the demons that left you the day that I died
Did I notice the ground beneath my feet
Did I dance enough, did I notice the beat
The sounds of the earth, the birds and the wind
The cry of nature as her souls speaks again
Low and soft her season does cry
Wishing so many would stop passing her by
Notice her pain notice her beauty
Notice the sun as it shimmers across the water below
The still and the flow, the reflection of her glow.
Did I touch the dirt with my bare hands and feet
Relish the feel.of.the sand on my skin beneath my feet
The glass on the shore of the riverway east
Smoothed by the waves, the shards sing a song
As the waves caress the shore as we linger too long
But what's one more day in this life we all pave
When we speak with our death maiden
What will we say
What do we want to remember today
How much did we earn or where did we go
Did anything matter in the scheme of the flow

July 27
Fragmented pools
The memory of trees
Can't sever the connection
To our spirits and dreams
Our ancestors souls rise up from the ashes
Can't keep pushing away from natures passions