And then it stains my palms.

More...

Every day I observe the things around me

people, stories, sounds, objects, nature

with everything I gather I always have something to say

almost always, my findings are described in short meaningful phrases

but are always forgotten...

I want more, which could possible be my problem

to Learn, Love, Observe, Remember, Create, Explore, Meet, Discover, Compose

I want to give and take, gain and lose, build and destroy

I want to Love

let the sun wake me

I dreamt I walked along a shady path

the air was warm, the ground was cold

with each step I trailed greens and blues along my heels

I was blind 

I forget

I was reminded today

Of my father's voice

a voice I have not heard since I was sixteen

I could remember his laugh 

but not his voice

especially not his singing voice

my heart is broken

I need to hear him speak