21NOV25
of being in control
is ignorance a blessing
some how more kind
not wrecking or messing
with a closed mind
a silverware setting
a perfect table
safer not letting
horses out of the stable
a door closed
a candle unlit
maybe wisdom knows
we couldn't handle it
we drink the Kool-Aid
on top of the heap
a decision has been made
that prop we get to keep
some confusion
in the soul
maybe just the illusion
of being in control
the flag that blows
in freedom's winds
that flag knows
some big friends
I am still in the holler of my youth this morning. As I walk through the mountains and the memories that they hold I become more aware of what a special place this is for me. The motorcycles that we trailered in from Lexington KY, the GoPro, and the drone are all kind of like paintbrushes that I will use to try to paint them for you in the upcoming months. Hopefully you will be able to make sense out of what I come up with.
At this point I will probably stay through the weekend and return to Louisville on Monday morning. I want to try to avoid some of the Thanksgiving traffic.
I hope you have a great Friday!
SMILE : )