somewhere between the risk & the rain
traveling down
palomino highways
replete with tambourines & woolen blanket red
fast faster fastest
fueled by awareness, apples & Antares
the Milky Way illuminates the night
drowning out the buzz of tilting plants & thunder
burned out & left in a million shallow graves
nuggets of dreams & leanings dot the blurred space between
marked by harvested fields, deer crossings & pinwheels
flying along on the ghost horse
flying
primal magic groundless & infinite
strength this constant accordion of movement
intention unspoken
we ride
until
we become
one
as the rain comes down harder making choice immediate
serenity fleeting as a glimpsed electric golden portal flashes
once, twice
defined & aligned with intent
purpose is murky & the way is overgrown with reeds of rust & linen
a mordant algorithm of aqua-depth & stars
purpose exists to be found or it is just a buckled paisley regret
the ride is relentless & the scope of beauty & possibility endless
time is everything & nothing
somewhere between pumpkin creek & morning
beneath a ponderosa pine we pause
wrapping the blanket & scent of night us about us
to wait out the rain
traveling down
palomino highways
replete with tambourines & woolen blanket red
fast faster fastest
fueled by awareness, apples & Antares
the Milky Way illuminates the night
drowning out the buzz of tilting plants & thunder
burned out & left in a million shallow graves
nuggets of dreams & leanings dot the blurred space between
marked by harvested fields, deer crossings & pinwheels
flying along on the ghost horse
flying
primal magic groundless & infinite
strength this constant accordion of movement
intention unspoken
we ride
until
we become
one
as the rain comes down harder making choice immediate
serenity fleeting as a glimpsed electric golden portal flashes
once, twice
defined & aligned with intent
purpose is murky & the way is overgrown with reeds of rust & linen
a mordant algorithm of aqua-depth & stars
purpose exists to be found or it is just a buckled paisley regret
the ride is relentless & the scope of beauty & possibility endless
time is everything & nothing
somewhere between pumpkin creek & morning
beneath a ponderosa pine we pause
wrapping the blanket & scent of night us about us
to wait out the rain