Saturday [The Summer Storm]

Where to start?
What to say?

There are so many words
and yet not one fits.


I have done so much
been so much
felt so much
become so much.

I am so many things.
Undefinable.
Incomplete.

An illusion.
A change.
A breath.
A challenge.



A heart beat.

I am elusive at best.
A mystery.
A moment.

A life unfolding.
A secret unveiling.



A fairy dancing in the moonlight.

I thought of you and where you'd gone and let the world spin madly on...