The Return

Well, I am back. I need to get my creative juices flowing again, and I know in the past blogging has been great for honing my skills....as if. You see I have to write, because I don't like to talk. Not on the phone especially. So, even for a man I have an extra supply of words built up and the only way to get the out without tripping over my tongue or boring someone is writing.... So here I am. I won't be too long tonight as I want to get some rest.... I think I will start off with a quick poem...off the top of my head, since there isn't much to lose up there...So don't expect too much.

Fresh morning dew speckling the ground

as fog floats through the air silently

A yearning deep inside as to what will come

excitement and trepidation

Moving forward not quite seeing through the haze

Knowing certainly that what is to come

will soon be what was

But relishing the prospect of being apart of that something

being able to see yourself atop that mountain,

flag in hand, conquering the land

Yet the possibility,

no,

the probability that the valley will be there when your vision clears.

And do tears flow with this reality,

they dare not

Strengthening and resolving to move forward

keep going

With open heart, open arms, open mind

You will be the ray that breaks the fog and dries the mist