That Afternoon
Over the last couple of years things have not really gone as I envisioned. It’s not one particular event or person but a permutation of everything that has happened (or hasn’t).
I come back to the same thought of what I have done with the life that I was given.
In one of my favorite films (Shirley Valentine), Shirley says, "it is such a short life and wonders why we are given all these feelings if they just go unused".
In Phoenix and things are changing for the better. Funny how a change in loction can make such a huge difference. I can make different choices and be true to myself. I wrote this tonight.
THAT AFTERNOON
I left that afternoon
As he faded from sight
Wonder if I might ever see him again
I try to understand the things that I feel
Better keep your distance
This life
A series of beginnings and ends
So unexpected
I looked in your eyes
Felt the warmth of your touch
Your breath on my neck
You crowded my heart.
My heart
So fragile
A thousand roads it has known
But I know I am lucky
I shouldn’t be here at all
Most days I walk to that edge
Your hand reaches for me
Before I can fall.
Daniel E Andrews
Comments
In reference to change of location can make a difference...
i read in a book recently that a change of location among other things can really wake up the soul and bring you back into living in the now and being very present. Your senses are challenged by new sights, smells sounds. It is invigorating. I'm glad you are getting to do that and that it is waking you up in a sense.