I miss the blues
I have the music
It is the sky
Gray thrills me for
About a minute
Then I am ready
For the real thing
I look up and see
The real thing
I wonder what else
Is there besides the color
Are there spirits there
Amongst the stars
Invisible during the day
Do they have a special angle
Which can penetrate my soul
And make my heart throb for
Things of the unknown
That must be it for I never
Seem able to rest and
Clear my mind of want
I do not think that is bad
We should always be searching
For things beyond us unless
We enjoy living a dull life
This of course is all out of
The realm of spirituality
That alone is enough to keep
Me thinking and exploring
Regardless of the sky’s color
My mind has been wandering
It is time for reality
There is much to do
regardless of condition
nothing ever was accomplished
by laying out excuses or
dreaming unreal dreams, but
still it is wise to dream, just
incorporate some action and
life will move along fine
Stanski
April 11, 2023, ^