Into the Stands

 

I looked into the stands and saw my brothers and dad,

 

Sitting close by, wonderingly thinking what the fuck,

Including me.

A jolt from my heart tickled a thought,

A brand new idea pictured through you.

As high as the sky into Sun over one,

gracious to eyes and mind, seeing bluebirds,

 consistently three days in a row present.

Fortuitous guide holding me you,

lets ride.

I looked into the stands and saw my brothers and dad,  

Sitting close by, wonderingly thinking, 

what the fuck,  Being glad.  

A jolt from my heart tickled a thought,  

A brand new spark, pictured and bought.

As high as the sky, over the Sun into one,  

Gracious to guides eyes and mind, 

seeing bluebirds fly,  above near and around to me,

Consistently three days in a row, presently breathing scribing.  

Fortuitous guide, holding me, loving you,  

Let's glide.

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The spontaneity of inspiration, the grounding presence family, and the serendipitous signs in life.

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