Replay 2013

Places to visit. This body aches to fake another day to stay one step ahead but if there was another way I think I'd stay in bed. Not built to last finished now and cast adrift and yet my spirits lift when I gaze upon the face before me a face filled sensitivity duration and nativity. I wish I could see the whole wish I could see the role that's played Laid underneath the Ocean skies I look up and realise quite suddenly that we are the creativity. we are the circle come complete and in the meeting of this mind, with a kind of glee I understand what the me in me can do and be. The secret lies in letting go and going on.. ..not holding but in giving back. This is the other way in which we seek to help the helpless, feed and clothe the meek. My body aches to fake another day.. ..but another way plays out and bed becomes anathema. To get out there and to become a reason for the sun to shine. another time to stay in bed. today I shall, be led instead of leading be read to instead of reading. Another way of learning, the tutor turning, the yearning of a child that takes the message home into his heart.