Life Can Be Captured Never the Soul
I TURNED OFF MY MOBILE
AND LEFT IT AT HOME.
I WAS FEELING SO FREE
I STARTED TO ROAM.
SIXTY FIVE CADDY
WITH NO TRACKING DEVICE
OUT ON THE ROAD
AND IT REALLY FEELS NICE.
WORLD SURVEILLANCE
WHEN WE LOOK ALL AROUND.
TRACKING YOUR MOVEMENTS
AND EVEN YOUR SOUNDS.
SO HERE I AM
JUST OFF SORE FINGER ROAD.
LOVING LIFE
AND PANNING FOR GOLD.
HIGH IN THE DESERT
BLUE SKIES AND CLEAR.
NOTHING IS CLOSE
AND NO ONE IS NEAR.
IN NATURE I HEAR
WILD FLOWERS RINGING.
SMALL BIRDS IN THE BRUSH
PLAYING AND SINGING.
THE HOT DESERT SUN
IS HEATING THE GROUND.
SHINING ITS TERROR
ON ALL THAT'S AROUND.
WITH TIME MOVING SLOWLY
EXTENDING ITS ARM.
NO NEED TO BE WORRIED
AND NO NEED FOR ALARM.
WHEN THE SUN WENT DOWN
STARS INFLUENCED THE VIEW.
SHARING PERSPECTIVE
OF THE OLD WITH THE NEW.
BEYOND MILLIONS OF LIGHT YEARS
ETERNITY KNOWS.
TIME CAN BE CAPTURED.
NEVER THE SOUL.
Michael E.HARRIS
02172022
Copyright © Michael E. Harris | Year Posted 2022
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