Present

Walking down the path of every day occurrences...one can recognize little moments that sparkle especially bright whether it rains or shines:

I close my eyes and the words come right out of nowhere

Like drops of spring rain, like the breath of a cool morning haze

I am a free bird flying proudly high in the air

Who looks at this world and can’t find a happier place

Time stands still, the earth rocks slowly under your feet

Here you come, making story complete

Look at you, straight to your soul so true

Worlds in your eyes of blue

All of my dreams, all of my hopes come true

One more breath, taking my breath away

Only to count the days

Till I can see your face

Into this world, 

Into your arms I’ll fall

One more touch, goosebumps run down the spine

Close the eyes and smile

Letting you near,

Staying right here for a while.

Feeling free, what does it really mean

Being alive, into the wild to fly...

2013