The Run!

The Run…

Always in a haste, as if, life was running after me

While I believe others walk,

I run, I run, I run.

Always running

From I don’t know what?

To, I don’t know where?

Who knows where, I ‘m supposed to go?

If you had the address to that place

Where running will stop, and the moment like

A framed art- work will embrace me,

and I will let go and unwind;

To stare back as if,

I was okay, and life was okay with me..

Will you give it to me?

! Oui, l'adresse s'il vous plaît!

Run, run, will exist no more

And a tranquil Sun will cover my still unwind muscles.

And time will be my enemy no longer.

xo@u

Fishermen Story

1. 
   
   Waiting, waiting , waiting by the shore, Waiting for them to bring some home, Looking at darkness, in its last course, Knowing that soon, the fire will show! Waiting, and waiting,- On the promise to bring what was needed most! Not knowing, yet knowing -It would probably be the same, So I waited quite patiently by that shore! Oh, there they are! One, two, three Dorey a shore! Get the pan, and ready to go;- One, two, three Dorey a shore! One, two , feet down the Bank! So fishermen, -What did y'all bring? Y'all promised to bring what was needed most Waiting quite patiently at that shore! One , two , three , Little pounds of what you needed the most! One, two , three and four more pounds Of nature’s reminder to treat it more kind! Five, six, seven more pounds of giving to nature- What it needs the most! Eight, nine and ten more pounds -To keep us reminded of nature in action; Giving the best! Remember, the beauty is not in receiving, -Giving and being with nature is what You need the most! Even when you don’t know it! So, while waiting for the fishermen at the shore, They showed me what nature needed The most! C.H.