When a life writes itself
There is no telling
Where the next sentence starts
Nor where it ends.
There is no way of knowing what tomorrow brings
Even though inside you want
More of what today gave you.
So you wake up in expectation
Feel the warmth of nature
Wrap itself around you
As it reaches out into your soul
Allowing you to feel invincible.
But life invariably gets in the way.
Suddenly with no warning storm clouds
The rumble of thunder
Alerts you to dangers
The streak of lightning
Is an intrusion into your soul.
We live for the dream
Of a seat with a view
Books read and written
Of road trips and shared adventures
But all the while there’s a barrier
The barbed wire that is our life.
Your need to lock yourself away
Where the black dog keeps you company,
Licks at your hurt of a haunted past.
Our saving grace, our redeeming feature
Is the place we go to bask in the beauty
Of our uniqueness.
Where an abundance of love, life and laughter flourishes,
Enriched and nurtured,
Within the chemistry
That is us.