COMPOSITION AU TRANSITION

 

 

Within these times I would suppose that I have been very inclined with the happenings of which are happening within the world.  Often from one word I shall just go about a write. Most often than not within the eve. I obviously have my own thoughts with all that is happening but seemingly just a little while ago we I was not as taken by what is going on within a country which is a neighbor of where I reside.  Certainly one could compare one country with another but ever so fast one would come to see that there are more commonalities than otherwise as we are all within this human race, perhaps a pace. Yet commonalities which are more so than not. 

A large world whereby there are no exacts - as one moment ever so quickly changes from a perceptual view.  One example would be up here within Canada and the economy yet even Canada or any country for that matter has areas which have imperfections any way you slice it. Yet the essence is within the lands, the people.  As utopia is not an exact within any country.  Although I have looked and this world with more of a meaning part and parcel through the people which reside in lands which for the most part have been without borders or labels.

The areas which make life robust, worthwhile and that of meaning so often are those of which we kindle within our souls.  Within every country that I know of there have been people.  Of all types and of all kinds it never has ever mattered of what creed, color, or makeup.  It was more within what could and can so easily see within the eyes - coupled with the manner of how they conversed with good sentiment.  Yes we are the hosts of our life partaking what happens within our global sphere.  There are those which are specifically inclined and then those which look at world within a global vision.  My cadence is within an accord where it’s of that within enjoyment.  Those moments where you just allow the keys to flow and you write something within a word within the intention being within the best. Yes still within the night I love to go on the porch and enjoy those simple things.  So often that is what is neglected but evermore so may be the ideals of what we manifest within our days within our lives.  The weather is nice and it’s one which one takes that breath with an inhale and exhale and having those thoughtful areas of what is – perhaps it’s a mediation of sorts but it’s the option of which I do find pleasure within.

Within the eve is where you can place all things aside as the day has come to being accomplished.  Within the sounds and within the sky it’s something that renders the best of the soul. Within this fast lane life there are those pleasures of what we do by way of choice.  Choice is an option of which we all have.  Perhaps age comes and one tends to just relax and understand that what happens within any given situation is all within the perspectives of that in which we take it.

Writing is that of thought, writing is that of what comes to mind within that very evening – yet ironically nature always has its grace.  It's all within perception as simple as that is.  It’s that area where I find that thought as well as that word that yields the creativity which transfers within the flow of the fingertips.  In speaking with an old friend of mine whom resides in Latin America.  I came to see of how free I am.  As there is are no guns within hands which put society into a blunder.  A mother cries and prays that her son arrives home safely.  Yes freedom is a privilege.  Especially when you see it from the other side.  When guns run rapid at night within a society where once there was no alarms, nor horns going off within the midst of the night.  One tends to appreciate ever more so of the lands of which they reside.  Freedom is that of opportune.  It's one of those some things which so often are realized within the tranquility of the eve.  Heavenly skies inspire the meaning without the need of a notation.  It's just there.

Yet within any land of the free so often we don’t take that time to understand how free we are.  Freedom might very well be something at times we do take for granted, but when you have seen the other side that is where the realization of how precious not only life yet as well how precious where we plant our feet.  All so often or perhaps at times we tend to get caught up within the race of life.  Yet what is the race for? 

I can’t say that I know.

Yet those sweet nothings glorify our world and the lands.  As still within the evenings there are the sweet whispers of those night skies which are granted within the freedoms of being able to enjoy within simplicity.  It’s all within an ease and grace of which is not taken for granted but embraced for what it is within that sensation of a world without borders.

 

 

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