Photograph~DianaMatisz
a road home
where skin fits bones
to perfection
where other eyes
see nothing
but who one
really is
beneath the scars
hidden
far beneath the armor
a new road
unexplored, a novelty
deviation from the path
and yet, long-shadowed
by past lives lingering,
never far behind
a road that leads to
just-around-the bend
time-in-a-bottle and
grow-old-with-me
the best is yet to be
on a road home
I can relate to your words. I like the song, too.
ReplyDeleteThank you Martin, for your comment here and also on 'Saudade'. Very much appreciated.
ReplyDeletesounds like a beautiful kind of home to come home too..smiles...where skin fits bones is a great feeling line...but also the hope of together in the second part...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful picture.. Lovely words :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and song, dancing together in a peaceful joy.
ReplyDeleteHugs and smiles