Back when I was in middle school at Christmas, one of my grandfathers bought my sister and me a chest. Mine has been hiding in my closet from that day on. Through the years, I would put special mementos in it, but not until today have I opened it in about a year or two. There inside I found nestled my journal I wrote in during some of my last years at home in high school. It made me smile when I saw it, for it brought back a rush of good memories and it felt like a piece of me from long ago found again. I will share a poem or two from it with you.
-On Watching the Sunset on a Hilltop
"Atop a mountain, the sun sets alone.
Vivid clouds dance round it as darkness over takes the world.
Wisps of blue float out of nowhere into a world unknown to mankind.
The aura sweeps on a desert sky and earthly beings stand in awe
As hues of color disappear into the night sky,
Hiding their wings of beauty onto another day.
And a bird chases the sky until it vanishes on thin air."
"You inquire and I answer
I weep and you wonder.
My thoughts are none for what you believe.
They are for a space in time
Captured in the frozen expression of
Opinion."
