Along For the Ride

As I sit down to write my thoughts scatter. What was important today doesn’t matter. I spend all this time trying to find the right thing, Outside my window I hear the birds sing. I think of my purpose and where I shall go. I planted some seeds in hope they will grow. The sun hits the horizon and puts on a show. Outside my window there’s much I don’t know. I get up and get myself dressed. Sometimes life is a constant test. All I can do is to give it my best. Things I can’t change I put to rest. I write back to some friends their words make me smile. Their words have beauty and grace and teach me of style. I feel quite fortunate to have all of them around. My heads in the clouds my feet on the ground. I go outside to see what’s going on The world looks the same though some pieces are gone. I jump into my car and drive into the sun My eyes shall see all that is to become. I know that it’s early but no one’s around. I listen but I seem to make the only sound. Where once I was lost I seem to be found. I haven’t a clue to where I am bound. Life flies by and appears as a blur. I take it all in even though I’m not sure. It doesn’t really matter with hope at my side, I just sit back and go along for the ride…